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

I love rearranging words and destroying language and the established forms of art and music/challenging the reasoning of others.

Almost all the bars in Southeast Asia are lady bars. The listener and participants who interact and frequent the clubs are exclusively male who become actively involved with the ladies, not the music.

Everyone’s a singer now, thanks to karaoke, for better and for much worse.

They’re not concerned with it. They don’t take their musical legacy seriously.

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.

I’m not satisfied with the state of humanity.

I hear things my own way and I present them.

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.