Nearly All The Synth Work On Heathen

I'm Not At Ease With The Word "love."

It's Almost A Social Grace To Get Into The Art World, And I'm Very Wary Of It. Art Was Good In Berlin In The Late '70s - There Was A Lot More Guts To Art When The Neo-expressionists Were Starting Up; It Was Real Slapdash; It Has Real Heart To It - But It Seems So Cold And Heartless In America. It's A Buyer's Market.

Bully For You, Chilly For Me, Got To Get A Raincheck On Pain.

The Only Real Failure Is Trying To Second-guess The Taste Of An Audience. Nothing Comes Out Of That Except A Kind Of Inward Humiliation.

I Had Enormous Self-image, Problems And Very Low Self-esteem, Which I Hid Behind Obsessive Writing And Performing. It's Exactly What I Do Now Except I Enjoy It Now. I'm Not Driven Like I Was In My Twenties. I Was Driven To Get Through Life Very Quickly.