All I Can Go On Is My

I Do Not Think Wrestling Is Going To Save The World.

I Created A Paradigm By Which I Could Succeed, And Up Until Recently It Was The Only Way I Could Do It. I Could Not Take The Brunt Of Standing In The Light Of My Own Work. There Was A Faustian Bargain I Could Not Make. I Could Have You Mock Me For Wearing Funny Clothes That I Could Deal With. But I Couldn't Deal With Actually Standing In The Light Of My Own Musical Power. That's The Difference Now. It's Like, Okay, No More Of That, You're Done.

I'm Not Going To Die Glamorously. I'll Probably Be Eating A Twinkie, Take A Bite, And Fall Over.

Why Is It That All Non-conformists Look The Same?

If The Next Record Is No Better Than Gish, Then We've Failed.