New York, of course, is to be in endless surreal situations where a fifty-thousand dollar, gun-metal Mercedez pulls up into a puddle of blood, and out steps a twenty-five karat blonde transvestite wit...
You must have brought the bad weather with youThe sky's the color of leadAll you've left me is a featherOn an unmade bed
My kids are starting to notice I'm a little different from the other dads. "Why don't you have a straight job like everyone else?" they asked me the other day. I told them this story: In the forest, t...
I like beautiful melodies telling me terrible things.
Well, it's either kiss me or kill me, that's how I see it.
I don't have a drinking problem 'Cept when I can't get a drink.
There ain't no devil, only God when he's drunk.
My reality needs imagination like a bulb needs a socket. My imagination needs reality like a blind man needs a cane.
As a kid, I did want to be an old-timer, since they were the ones with the big stories and the cool clothes. I wanted to go there. Now, I guess I want to bring that with me and go back in time.
I don't like the word 'poetry,' and I don't like poetry readings, and I usually don't like poets. I would much prefer describing myself and what I do as: I'm kind of a curator, and I'm kind of a night...
You hope people are going to be listening to you after you're gone. And they like you better after you're gone.
Don't you know there ain't no devil, it's just god when he's drunk.
Most songs have meager beginnings. You wake up in the morning, you throw on your suspenders, and you subvocalize and just think. They seem to form like calcium. I can't think of a story right off the...
Songs really are like a form of time travel because they really have moved forward in a bubble. Everyone who's connected with it, the studio's gone, the musicians are gone, and the only thing that's l...
Children make up the best songs, anyway. Better than grown-ups. Kids are always working on songs and throwing them away, like little origami things or paper airplanes. They don't care if they lose it;...
He likes a day in the studio to end, he says, "when my knees are all skinned up and my pants are wet and my hair's off to one side and I feel like I've been in the foxhole all day. I don't think comfo...
Mostly, I straddle reality and the imagination. My reality needs imagination like a bulb needs a socket. My imagination needs reality like a blind man needs a cane.
You can learn a lot about a woman by getting smashed with her.
We are buried beneath the weight of information, which is being confused with knowledge; quantity is being confused with abundance and wealth with happiness.
The world is a hellish place, and bad writing is destroying the quality of our suffering.
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