I grew up in a house of no love or emotion - it kind of sticks with you.

Where is this great love for rock and roll that existed for 50 or 60 years?

If you don't fit into this kind of like gossipy, trendy, Web-hit thingy, you're relegated to sort of second-class celebrity status.

I don't wanna play this kind of cartoon character anymore.

I grew up worshipping Pee-wee Herman.

Like any good tree that one would hope to grow, we must set our roots deep into the ground so that what is real will prosper in the Light of Love.