Photo, musico, filmo, you know.
Freaks and Geeks!
Music is my mistress.
Kubrick, Jarmusch, Coen, Leone, Lynch, not in that order.
Anything that shows home movies of idiots wiping out, falling into shit, or blowing up in a fiery blaze makes me laugh until I cry. I don't know why.
Rand, Hemingway, Bukowski, Nietzsche, not in that order.
Michael Moore. I saw him walking up Broadway one time. I stopped him and shook his hand while saying "You rock". He said "Thank you". The world will never be the same without James Brown. R.I.P.