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Nine Times Out Of 10 When People Do A Tribute Album Or Tribute Songs For Somebody, It's What I Call 'white Boys Playing Reggae'. They Know They Can't, We Know They Can't, So They Sing Like They Can't And Play Like They Can't. They Gently Make Fun Of The Idiom Or Sing In A False Accent.

Critics Like Elvis Costello Because Critics Are Like Elvis Costello.

I Am A One-trick Pony. If You Tell Most People To Draw A Picture Of A Tree, They'd Draw 35 Branches And 10,000 Leaves. I Will Draw You A Tree With Four Branches And Three Leaves, And I'll Spend The Rest Of The Week Drawing Inside Of Each Leaf. In Terms Of The Grand Gesture, I Reserve That Maximum Turbo Blast Energy For What I Do As An Artist, And I Sing And Dance For Dinner.

It Doesn't Matter The Kind Of Music, It Doesn't Matter Whether It's A Cowboy Hat Or A Yarmulke. I Don't Care If It's Outer Space Or Pop, The Spirit Is The Same.

You Want To Know If We're Animals? When I'm On Stage With The Volume Rippling My Body Like A Glass Of Water And Thousands Of People Are Generating Heat In My Direction, There's No Time For Thought. My Basement Facilities Take Over Completely. Sure It's Animal. People Might Like To Talk About Art, But Look Where Art Is, In The Gutter.