Christine Ellen "Chrissie" Hynde (born September 7, 1951) is an American musician who is best known as a founding member of the rock band The Pretenders.
All these fifty-year-old guys wearing baseball caps and shorts and acting like children. It winds me up. Men don't have to take responsibility anymore. Most of the guys I know would punch me on the nose for saying this, but maybe we do have to bring back conscription.
I was never too interested in high school. I mean, I never went to a dance, I never went out on a date, I never went steady. It became pretty awful for me. Except, of course, I could go see bands, and that was the kick. I used to go to Cleveland just to see any band. So I was in love a lot of the time, but mostly with guys in bands that I had never met. For me, knowing that Brian Jones was out there, and later that Iggy Pop was out there, made it kind of hard for me to get too interested in the guys that were around me. I had, uh, bigger things in mind.
Whatever I'm already doing becomes enhanced when I smoke pot. It can also be demotivating, because if I'm not doing anything and I smoke a joint, it enhances just sitting in a chair. Then I don't even want to get up to change a record. That might not be a bad thing, but you have to get things done once in a while.
Let's get rid of all the economic (expletive) this country represents! Bring it on, I hope the Muslims win!
I don't listen to music, and I don't particularly watch television, so if anyone wants to come over and just hang out with me sitting at the table in silence, you know, eating a dish of rice. . . I don't get too many takers.
I like Madonna a lot. I think she's really good and I think she's a good singer. I think she looks good and she's got a nice kind of. . . I don't think she's got a sinister or cynical vibe around her, and I don't think she's got any sort of bullshit around her.
I don't like to be recognized on the street or in restaurants, and I don't like the whole celebrity thing.
If you're purely derivative in what you do, then you could very easily get lost along the way. But for me, I might want to even do something else for a while.
Remember those black-and-white films with Frank Sinatra? Those guys looked like men and they were only 27! Listen to Otis Redding singing 'Try A Little Tenderness'. That was a man who understood what a man has to know in the world. Show me a real man now! Where are they?
I don't believe there is any justifiable reason for killing any animal unless perhaps if it's killing you! That would be negotiable.
Real success is not being on the cover of a magazine; it's knowing that you've done, and enjoyed doing, what you set out to do.
I'm not saying I'd already done anything, actually, but I'd passed my experimental streak.
I'm all for bootlegging. A record costs $20. . . who can afford that?
No amount of false propaganda can sanitize meat.
In my experience lust only ever leads to misery. All that suspicion and jealousy and anguish it unleashes. I don't want those things in my life.
I was a single mom with two kids. What else was I going to do? It was either be in a band or be a waitress.
The cliché of that sort of wasted, renegade, drugged-out musician of the '70s is kind of dead and gone now. And I suppose that a lot of people still keep relying on that, or some kind of image to perpetuate something that they think they're supposed to sound like. But that kind of takes you away from real inspiration and, you know, real artistic discovery of the individual.
The only person stopping you from doing something is yourself, and looking for excuses all the time just gets in the way of obtaining your own goals. It's like the writer who keeps getting up and straightening the pictures in the room.
How much did you get for your soul?
I think if I lost an edge, or the music didn't have the aggression or whatever, which is maybe one of the hallmarks of what I do, if indeed it is, I still think if you have something original in what you do and you keep doing that, then you're all right.