A composer is a guy who goes around forcing his will on unsuspecting air molecules, often with the assistance of unsuspecting musicians.

Information is not knowledge. Knowledge is not wisdom. Wisdom is not truth. Truth is not beauty. Beauty is not love. Love is not music. Music is the best!

Without music to decorate it, time is just a bunch of boring production deadlines or dates by which bills must be paid.

Some people crave baseball – I find this unfathomable but I can easily understand why a person could get excited about playing a bassoon.

I write the music I like. If other people like it, fine, they can go buy the albums. And if they don’t like it, there’s always Michael Jackson for them to listen to.

I wrote a song about dental floss but did anyone’s teeth get cleaner? (ridiculing the “Tipper Sticker” the PRMC “parental warning” stickers essentially forced on the music industry)

The typical rock fan is not smart enough to know when he is being dumped on.

If classical music is the state of the art, then the arts are in a sad state.