“People who have freaked out as Trump points the blame on Mexicans when you have what you have in Europe.”

In the 70s, what thrash was there? Punk came on, and that was cool. But there was no thrash.

Radiohead’s already got their yachts and mansions. Sharon Osbourne already has her empire

Everyone reaches their point in time where either they die or they get sick of doing drugs.

I’ve never seen the Osbournes, I’ve never seen Paris Hilton. I’d rather read than watch reality TV.

I’d still prefer to do five nights at a club than one night at Allstate Arena.

When I was growing up, we had all these crazy bands on the Top 40. Today, if Pink Floyd released “Money”, it wouldn’t even get played.

We try to give the fans a bunch of free stuff, and then have them buy the record. Without buying the record, it doesn’t support your artist.

We just did three albums in a row of shaking our fists in the air and yelling about George W.Bush and the government.

There are people all over the world starving and here we are trying to get pot delivered for free; we felt kind of guilty.

Ian MacKaye was in London while I was living there. We both decided that even though we had very different lifestyles.

I didn’t think I was going to have to do three, but the idiot kept getting reelected.

I got my influences from 70s bands – Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, blah blah blah.

No, we have to support our local artists. It’s just that simple. Otherwise, we will have no art.

Punk rock really influenced me, the basic metal bands, Zeppelin, Stones and Floyd, and Southern rock bands. I think I was pretty well-rounded.

Ministry is just ZZ Top with technology.

On dope and crack I passed away deader than a door knob But now I’m back

Freaks are revolutionaries, and revolutionaries are freaks

Without movie parts I was reduced to freak status. I just couldn’t stand it.

People are always looking for me to be a freak, weird.

In the Seventies and Eighties we all had our fun, and now and then we went really too far. But, ultimately, it required a certain amount of clear thinking, a lot of hard work and good make-up to be accepted as a freak.

I called vee. “how are you doing?” i asked. “good. How are you?” “good.” silence. “okay,” vee said in a rush, “i am still totally freaked out. You?” “totally.

Frank stared at him. “Unfair? You can breathe underwater and blow up glaciers and summon freaking hurricanes-and it’s unfair that I can be an elephant?” Percy considered. “Okay. I guess you got a point. But the next time I say you’re totally beast-” “Just shut up,” Frank said. “Please.” Percy cracked a smile.

I was really scared to stay home alone when I was kid, and I would freak out whenever there was a noise after my parents left.

I will tell you what man is. He is a freak, an ejected foetus robbed of his natural development, thrown out into the world with a naked covering of parchment, with too little room for his teeth and a soft bulging skull like a bubble. But nature stirs a pudding there.