Hacking is very interesting. Once they hack, if you don't catch them in the act, you're not going to catch them.
When you really respect somebody who does something different from you, your respect is for the quality of the job.
Bad taste is real taste, of course, and good taste is the residue of someone else's privilege.
Beauty is and always will be blue skies and open highway.
. . . There are issues worth advancing in images worth admiring; and the truth is never "plain," nor appearances ever "sincere. " To try to make them so is to neutralize the primary, gorgeous eccentricity of imagery in Western culture since the Reformation: the fact that it cannot be trusted, that imagery is always presumed to be proposing something contestable and controversial. This is the sheer, ebullient, slithering, dangerous fun of it. No image is presumed inviolable in our dance hall of visual politics, and all images are potentially powerful.
Out of sheer perversity, I followed beauty where it lead, into the silence.
In my experience, you always think you know what you're doing; you always think you can explain, but you always discover, years later, that you didn't and you couldn't. This leads me to suspect that the principal function of human reason is to rationalize what your lizard brain demands of you. That's my idea.
In fact, a lot of critics seemed to consider R. E. M. the first American music since the '60s to break out on its own and develop a stand-alone sound.
I am not sure I am ready to know what I think about that, so I dare not write it out.
As far as the stars are from the earth, and as different as fire is from water, so much do self-interest and integrity differ.
Logic is what the devil likes most.