It isn't necessary to imagine the world ending in fire or ice - there are two other possibilities: one is paperwork, and the other is nostalgia.

The rock and roll business is pretty absurd, but the world of serious music is much worse.

I don't give a fuck if they remember me at all.

For the record, folks; I never took a shit on stage and the closest I ever came to eating shit anywhere was at a Holiday Inn buffet in Fayetteville, North Caro…