What The World Needs Right

And For So Long, I Had Thought If I Was Going To Write A Song, Or Get "into" Something, I Had To At Least Smoke A Joint Or Something. And That Didn't Work Anymore. Once I Was Fairly Well Cleaned Out, Even A Little Bit Of A Drug Getting Into My Work Threw Me Off Kilter.

I Was Feeling That I Was The In The Dead-end Circuit From 1980 To 1983, And I Didn't Know What Else To Do. I Remember Doing A Show In Some College Town, In A Tiny Club, And Afterward Some Fans Came Back. I Thought I Had Done Good Gig And They Were Going To Tell Me That.

I'd Come Home From School Alone With Those Teenage Blues And I'd Put On Frank Sinatra's It Was A Very Good Year. Here Was This Mature Man Singing About The Cycle Of His Life, And As A Kid I Felt The Emotions Of It Already. It Has Since Been A Touchstone For Me Whenever I Want To Experiment Musically.

I Never Believed That U2 Wanted To Save The Whales. I Don't Believe That The Beastie Boys Are Ready To Lay It Down For Tibet.

My Parents Wanted To Light My Artistic Candle. But Over Time, The Definition Of 'the Arts' Began To Stretch. And As I Got Older, They Suddenly Realized, Oh, My God, We're The Parents Of Iggy Pop.