In The Eyes Of My Dog, I'm

If The Real World Is Orange Juice, Then Art Is Like Orange-juice Concentrate.

It Was Taunted As Reality. It Was Dangled As A Carrot. In Terms Of People's Hopes And Dreams, To Say That That Is Less Of A Reality Than The Daily Grind They Find Themselves In Is Maybe Not Correct.

To Be Able To Get Up And Be In My Studio And Work All Day Is A Great Joy.

Show Business Is Just Like High School, Except You Get Paid.

I Don't Jog. It Makes The Ice Jump Right Out Of My Glass.