Back In '93 I Saw My First

Once A Year My Back Will Go Out And It'll Be... It's Like A Sciatic Thing And It's The Smallest Thing. Like I Could Be Leaning Over The Sink To Brush My Teeth In A Weird Way And It Happens.

When Art Becomes A Science It Is No Longer An Art.

Just Me Onstage With A Mike Having An Intimate Relationship With The Audience. I Don't Get Nervous For That. I Just Get Excited.

Nobody Actually Ever Does This—escaping Through A Window.

Every Time You Make A Decision, You Mess With Someone's Life.