I'm hard-pressed to think of a lot of great rock movies.
I'm beyond caring what anyone expects of me anymore.
I read The Bell Jar, and then I read her memoir and her diaries, and a third book, an outside opinion. Just the way she made the pillows so neat on the oven door. It just seems to be the opposite of, if you're going to take your life, in a horrible rage it happens.
I have my own language and it's high time I put a little of it out there.
I forever felt that I've fallen right between the crack of way too young for the first generation of classic rock 'n' roll and too old to be brand-new. It's hard.
I don't think there's anything that will make me stop doing it. There may be a time when it's not available to anyone. You may have to come listen at my basement window... but I can't stop.
Any musician who can stop may be a musician, but they're no artist. If it's in your blood, it can't stop flowing.
Actually, I've done it the other way so many times where you rehearse the band and you do the whole thing with lights, the show and the crew - everything. Then you see what happens and you're already committed to dates. I'm just sort of putting out feelers this way.
A rock'n'roll band needs to be able to get under people's skin. You should be able to clear the room at the drop of a hat.
