The kerosene record player is not a very efficient device.
Consider for a moment any beauty in the name Ralph.
On the Planet of Baritone women, they talk low.
If classical music is the state of the art, then the arts are in a sad state.
Reality is what it is, not what you want it to be.
The people of your century no longer require the service of composers. A composer is as useful to a person in a jogging suit as a dinsoaur turd in the middle of his runway.
The lifestyle that I have is probably neither desirable nor useful to most people.
So much gets lost in the translation. Even if you sat there listening to it with a microscope, there’s no way you’re gonna find out what it means.
Their stupidity does not amaze me, its when they’re smart that amazes me. It’s baffling whenever you find someone who’s smart – incredible. Soon you’ll have zoos for such things.
I think pop music has done more for oral intercourse than anything else that has ever happened, and vice versa.
People like to own things.
Don’t forget to vote.
Science is moving closer to weaponry, and Art is moving closer to commercialism. And never the twain shall meet.
Nobody gives a crap if we’re great musicians.
I want a horny little Jewish princess.
Nothing I’ve ever written has been motivated by trying to impact or influence anybody.
Nobody looks good bent over. Especially to pick up a check.
You can’t escape the puking sphinx.
I enjoy irritating the people who enjoy being irritated.
Decades of indoctrination, manipulation, censorship and KGB excursions haven’t altered this fact: People want a piece of their own little Something-or-Other, and, if they don’t get it, have a tendency to initiate counterrevolution.