.. aos, especially activity that seems to have no meaning. It seems to me to be the road towards freedom – external freedom is a way to bring about internal freedom. ~I like people who shake other people up and make them feel uncomfortable. ~I’d hate to think I’d stop having anything to do with music, but I think that in the future, I’ll tend towards an exclusive film involvement.
~I get an instinctive feeling for the film media. I think I’ll do pretty well at it. ~I think I was just fed up with the image that had been created around me, which I sometimes consciously, most of the time unconsciously cooperated with. It just got too much for me to really stomach and so I put an end to it in one glorious evening. ~I wasted a lot of time and energy with the Miami trial.
About a year and a half. But I guess it was a valuable experience because before the trial I had a very unrealistic schoolboy attitude about the American judicial system. My eyes have been opened up a bit. ~The trouble with all these busts is people I know, friends of mine, think it’s funny and they like to believe it’s true and they accept it; people who don’t like me like to believe it because I’m the reincarnation of everything they consider evil. I get hung both ways.
~I wouldn’t mind dying in a plane crash. It’d be a good way to go. I don’t want to die in my sleep, or of old age, or OD.. I want to feel what it’s like. I want to taste it, hear it, smell it.
Death is only going to happen to you once; I don’t want to miss it. ~I’ve always liked reptiles. I used to see the universe as a mammoth snake, and I used to see all the people and objects, landscapes, as little pictures in the facets of their scales. I think peristaltic motion is the basic life movement. Swallowing, digestion, the rhythms of sexual intercourse. We must not forget that the lizard and the snake are identified with the unconscious, with the forces of evil.
There’s some- thing deep in the human memory that reacts very strongly to reptiles. Even if you’ve never seen one, the snake embodies everything we fear. ~I think that more than writing and music, my greatest talent is that I have an instinctive knack of self-image propagation. I was very good at manipulating publicity with a few little phrases like ‘erotic politicians’. Having grown up with TV and mass magazines, I knew instinctively what people would catch on to, so I dropped those little jewels here and there, seemingly very innocently; of course, I was just calling signals.
~I guess that’s what I’ve always wanted to do, even more than being in a band, was working in films. I’d like to write and direct a film of my own. There’s one that’s all in my head, but I have a film which I made, which hasn’t been seen very much. It’s called HWY. ~Each generation wants new symbols, new people, new names. They want to divorce themselves from their predecessors.
~I always liked the things I read. Of course- they were about me. But they were concentrating on my progenitive organ too much, and weren’t paying attention to the fact that I was a fairly healthy young male, who also had something more than the standard arms, legs, ribs, eyes and so on- had a cerebellum, the full equipment. The press always does that. ~Whoever controls the media, controls the mind. ~Sometimes..I like to think of the history of rock & roll like the origin of Greek drama.
That started out on the threshing floors during the crucial seasons, and was originally a band of acolytes dancing and singing. Then, one day, a possessed person jumped out of the crowd and started imitating a god.. ~I think people go to rock concerts because they enjoy being in crowds. It gives them a feeling of power and security in a strange way. They like to rub up against hundreds of other people that are like them. It reinforces their trip.
As a per- former then, I’m just a focus for everyone’s attention, because you have to have an excuse to mob together. Otherwise it becomes a riot. ~I like any reaction I can get with my music. Just anything to get people to think. I mean if you can get a whole room full of drunk, stoned people to actually wake up and think, you’re doing something.
~Sex is full of lies. The body tries to tell the truth, but it’s usually too battered with rules to be heard. We cripple ourselves with lies. Most people have no idea of what they’re missing, our society places a supreme value on control, on hiding what you feel. It mocks primitive culture and prides itself on the suppression of natural instincts and impulses. ~I think we’re the band you love to hate- it’s been that way from the beginning. We’re universally despised, and I kinda relish the whole situation.
Why, I don’t know: I think we’re on a monstrous ego-trip, and people resent it..they hate us because we’re so good. ~For me, it was never really an act, those so-called perfom- ances. It was a life-and-death thing; an attempt to communicate, to involve many people in a private world of thought. I no longer feel I can best do this music through concerts. The belief isn’t there.
~Being onstage, being one of the central figures, I can only see it from my own viewpoint, but then I suddenly saw things as they really are, that I am, to a degree, just a puppet, controlled by a lot of forces I understand only vaguely. ~I think in art, but especially in films, people are trying to confirm their own existences. ~The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask.
There can’t be any large-scale revolution until there’s a personal revolution, on and individual level. It’s got to happen inside first. You can take away a man’s political freedom and you won’t hurt him- unless you take away his freedom to feel. That can destroy him. That kind of freedom can’t be granted. Nobody can win it for you.
~The first time I discovered death..me and my mother and father, and my grandmother and grandfather, were driving through the desert at dawn. A truckload of Indians had either hit another car or something- there were Indians scattered all over the highway, bleeding to death. I was just a kid, so I had to stay in the car while my father and grandfather went to check it out. I didn’t see nothing- all I saw was funny red paint and people lying around, but I knew something was happening, because I could dig the vibrations of the people around me, and all of a sudden I realized that they didn’t know what was happening any more than I did. That was the first time I tasted fear..and I do think, at that moment, the souls of those dead Indians- maybe one or two of them- were just running around, freaking out, and just landed in my soul, and I was like a sponge, ready to sit there and absorb it.