“I hear things my own way and I present them.”

I don’t speak anything very well. The longer that you travel, you find out that you really don’t even need to speak the language to get around and get things done, to live in those places.

Like most of the popular songs are today in the English language that I hear – then it would be much more of a turnoff then if it would allow me to interpret it.

From the expressive capabilities of the vocalizing or of the sound itself, which allows me to create my own meaning for it, which elevates it into a higher piece of work for me.

I love what I do so I find ways to keep doing what I love. Music is certainly not all that interests me.

Coming to them to listen only to the music is not what people do.

I’ve had to adjust to karaoke as a modern reality that obscures our hunt for what we’re truly after.

Old is unwanted. You don’t find Thais going to the thrift store. They want new clothes. They want the newest cell phone.

I’m not satisfied with the state of humanity.

My sense of humor keeps me from committing atrocities!

But the live band is now becoming ancient history in Thailand, Cambodia, and Burma.

If I must live on the same planet as Mr and Mrs out of touch, I will do whatever I can to jolt their zombie-ass skulls from the upside-down veal market they hang from.

There hasn’t been a true breakdown or effort to break Thai music into genres.

Sound is inspiring and I can be quite obssessive with certain sounds.

I like traditional music. I listen to a lot of it. There is no particular reason to present these recordings.

They’re not into dicing and slicing everything up.

If you’re somewhat resourceful and perceptive, you’re pretty much going to know what’s going on because human nature is human nature: they understand it, you understand it, and it works.

I was once described by one of my critics as an aesthetic fascist.

I do my own analysis on the teams I am refereeing.

It’s where I keep all my things. Get a lot of compliments on this.

But my principle obsessions are still watching sitcoms and football.

I went back to the stage because it was my way of dealing with the success I had, my way of coping.

And he was about my age, and he just, that finished off my guitar career, just like that, in one afternoon.

I occasionally get birthday cards from fans. But it’s often the same message: They hope it’s my last.

I do not hold God ransom to my success; whatever is his will is my way.