fuck yeah awesome |
Recovering Shut-In. Runs on not trying, trying too hard, and trying not to try too hard. Also, fizzy water. Still pretty rough around the edges. |
“It’s one thing that’s always like, uh, been a major difference between like the performing arts to me and being a painter, you know? Like a painter does a painting, and he does a painting, that’s it. You know, he’s had the joy of creating it, he hangs it on some wall, somebody buys it, somebody buys it again, or maybe nobody buys it and it sits up in a loft somewhere till he dies. But he’s never— nobody ever says to him, you know, nobody ever said to Van Gogh: ‘Paint us Starry Night again, man!’ You know? He painted it, that was it.
Let’s sing this song together, okay? This song doesn’t sound good with one lonely voice. It sounds good with— the more voices on it the better, and the more out-of-tune voices on it the better. You know, it was really— it was made for out-of-tune singing, this song.”