[b]Iggy Pop
DMT was a gaseous wax that you could smoke that gave you a 20-minute psychedelic high. You’d inhale it. And then when you’d exhale—poof, you’d be high. I saw Buddha, man. I know that sounds like no big deal. But I saw a gigantic holographic Buddha — correct in every way! Buddhas can be very intricate — these drawings that you see in books. Thousands of details were included in this Buddha. Where did they come from? I didn’t make them up. I can’t even draw, you know? I could barely spell cat, you know? And there it was. And I thought, Wow — the power of the mind, you know? [/b]
If only entirely determined! Well, if that’s what it actually is.
I think that prosecuting some college kid because she shared a file is a lot like sending somebody to Australia 200 years ago for poaching his lordship’s rabbit. That’s how it must seem to poor people who just want to watch a crappy movie for free after they’ve been working themselves to death all day at Tesco or whatever, you know.
The real crime is watching a crappy movie at all.
It is very important what not to do.
As likely as not the most important thing of all.
What do you do with a lifetime of work? Face it in the morning.
Wow, that’s original.
The more walking-around money I have, the less I walk around.
Especially on election day.
If you give a good performance, something that gets some feeling across to people, that’s such a rare gift. It’s underestimated at this point in history, when the music biz is inevitably turning into a kind of politics.
I’d like to think I put on a good performance here. If I do say so myself.