So often do you see collegians enter life with high resolve and lofty purpose and then watch them shrink and shrink to sordid, selfish, shrewd plodders, full of distrust and sneers.
I've never really been a part of anything but my own project.
I've just been livin' a normal life, going shopping, going out, gettin' pissed. I keep sitting on my arse doing nothing.
I'll be friends with anyone as long as they're not an asshole. But with my fans, they all try and add me on Facebook. And I won't have it, because that's personal. When I'm doing shows, I'm not shy to hang out with my fans. I'll finish and be out there within ten minutes talking to people. But when people start invading my space, it freaks me out a little bit.
Obviously I've got to work hard to have my own label, but it all benefits me in a different kind of way. I can say "No," and nobody's going to be pissed off or breathe down my neck. I can draw the line and take breaks when I want to. I try not to. And getting to develop other artists is something I've always wanted to do.
I'll have ideas in my head of what I want to say, but I need a beat to inspire me. So I would just say something as simple as, "Can you try something at 103 BPM with a reversed hi-hat and use an electric piano?" And then it just grows from that.
I use the Internet a lot. I don't necessarily constantly communicate with my fans or whatever, but it would be hard to distance myself. I just couldn't do it. It's like not having a phone.
I’ve always been able to tell a lot about people by whether they ask me about my scar. Most people never ask, but if it comes up naturally somehow and I offer up the story, they are quite interested. Some people are just dumb: 'Did a cat scratch you?' God bless. Those sweet dumdums I never mind. Sometimes it is a fun sociology litmus test, like when my friend Ricky asked me, 'Did they ever catch the black guy that did that to you?' Hmmm. It was not a black guy, Ricky, and I never said it was.
Jazz music just resonates with the frequency of me.
As it can be maintained that all the great advances have come from men under forty, so the history of the world shows that a very large proportion of the evils may be traced to the sexagenarians, nearly all the great mistakes politically and socially, all of the worst poems, most of the bad pictures, a majority of the bad novels and not a few of the bad sermons and speeches.
If you're feeling low, don't despair. The sun has a sinking spell every night, but it comes back up every morning.