For every prohibition you create, you also create an underground.
Punk is not dead. Punk will only die when corporations can exploit and mass produce it.
If you love god, burn a church.
If evolution is outlawed, only outlaws will evolve.
You can spend the money on new housing for poor people and the homeless, or you can spend it on a football stadium or a golf course.
I'm totally down with insurrection in the street. I've had a great time with that over the years. Insurrection in the voting booth is the other part of the equation.
It depends on the situation. I mean, on one hand there's the argument that people should be left alone on the other hand, there's the argument to wade in a stop slaughters in places like Bosnia and Kosovo and what we probably should have done in Rwanda.
Especially in local elections, because hardly anybody pays attention to those - but it's really important who's mayor and who's on the city council, county commissioners, sheriffs, district attorney, and of course the school board.
Well, I don't think I'll ever stop being frustrated or feel fulfilled artistically.
This is my home. Home is where the disease is. As long as I stay in America, I'll never run out of subjects for songs.
Punk was originally about creating new, important, energetic music that would hopefully threaten the status quo and the stupidity of the 1970s.
The jury had down right contempt for punk rock grass roots ethics.
You have to be down here in the States to realize just how tightly controlled the corporate media is and how much they practise Soviet-style censorship through creative omission.
I think Noam Chomsky is a national treasure - make that an international treasure.
You've got to have an ego as big as Mars to want to think that you, of all people, are better than anyone else to be president of the United States. People that vain, they want their place in history, and they want to be able to control how much they'll be worshipped by future generations.
When there's people on the other side of the room trying to wipe out your life and things are stacked against you, you can get nervous.
I don't think it's too hippie to want to clean up the planet so you don't wind up dying of some kind of cancer when you're 45 years old. It enrages me that these big cancer-research organizations can't be bothered to man the front lines of environmental protest.
I didn't really start writing music or lyrics or turning them into songs until I went to San Francisco.
If I get even five per cent of my ideas out and documented before I die, I'll be lucky. I'm not in danger of running out of riffs or ideas anytime soon. They overwhelm me and it's hard to find time to deal with them.
They've gone to great length to disguise the fact that I'm not in the band, even sending out a photo to promoters with my picture in it which then winds up in some of the ads on the flyers.
