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

If I knew the language enough to know it was a horrible love song with stupid lyrics.

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.

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.

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.

The legacy of the Armenian Genocide is woven into the fabric of America.

The legacy of the embargo will be Cuba’s poverty and desperation. When the island comes out of it, they’ll be even more desperate than they are now about the things they think they’ve missed.

Make your life a story worth telling. You only get one shot at this existence, and one day when you’re gone the most important thing you’ll leave behind is the legacy of the life you lived.

They realize the no money, no church service, no eulogy, no funeral procession no matter how elaborate, can remove the legacy of a mean spirit.

To set a lofty example is the richest bequest a man can leave behind.

And to secure for the next generation a legacy of choices based on informed awareness rather than one of reactions based on unknowing fear.

It’s hard to say what I want my legacy to be when I’m long gone.

The name Van Halen, the family legacy, is going to go on long after I’m gone.