peanut butter, pants, posing, chaos, anger. Driving my '68 Caddy or '84 Ferrari, my girlfriend Nina.
Discography: The Stooges, Funhouse, Raw Power, Metallic K.O., The Idiot, Kill City, Lust for Life, TV Eye Live, Blah, Blah, Blah, Brick by Brick, American Ceaser, New Values, Soldier, Party, Zombie Birdhouse, Nude and Rude, Naughty Little Doggie, Avenue B, Beat 'Em Up, Skull Ring
tank girl, dead man, kiss my blood, cry baby, hardware, private parts, snow day, the adventures of pete and pete, the crow: city of angels, velvet goldmine. no wait, VG sucked!
Bowie. I'm always happy to give Bowie credit and I'm grateful to him. When I first met him in New York he was saying how great I was, how much he loved my singing, but I thought his work stunk and I told him so. I don't like hardly anybody but I do have a place in my heart for him. He is still an asshole, but a damned nice one.