The dragon blessing our neighbours. The firecrackers came next.
I don’t care about sex anymore. It’s a headache. It’s hard to trust people. You talk to a girl, and then she screenshots a text message.
I watched ‘Trapped in the Closet’ with my father-in-law [Francis Ford Coppola] once and I remember him sitting there in silence for 10 minutes and then saying, ‘This is incredible.’
Phoenix’s Thomas Mars
Nobody can look at me and say shit about my appearance or my body, which is all too common for women in music. It’s like, ‘Are you going to call me a cunt? Are you going to tell me I’m ugly? Well, here’s my band name—do your worst, motherfucker.’
Perfect Pussy’s Meredith Graves
I never understood the theory of moving to New York or L.A. to make it—if you want to be noticed as a drop of water, why would you move to the ocean?