I Have A Hot Memory, But I

How Am I Going To Listen To That Horrible Noise I Make Without A Gram Of Coke And A Couple Of Double Jack Daniels?

I Was A Pretty Nice Kid. Kind Of Quiet, But Quiet In Terms I Wasn't Going Out And Setting Fire To Anything. I Had A Big Mouth And I Was Creative Type, You Know.

And It's A - It's A Term That's Based On Contempt; It's A Term That's Based On Fashion, Style, Elitism, Satanism, And, Everything That's Rotten About Rock 'n' Roll.

Miami's Not Anybody's Poor Cousin. It's An Aspiration To Live In This Town, Not Something You Have To Do To Promote Yourself Like Some Of The Larger Cities.

My Parents Wanted To Light My Artistic Candle. But Over Time, The Definition Of 'the Arts' Began To Stretch. And As I Got Older, They Suddenly Realized, Oh, My God, We're The Parents Of Iggy Pop.