Cheyenne: [of Harmonica] He not only plays. He can shoot too.
I did a shoot for 'Sports Illustrated,' and my grandpa called me and asked when my issue of 'Playboy' was coming out. It was hilarious as well as embarrassing.
One of the things I love about shooting the most is that there's no specific body type or body build that someone has to have.
Anytime I shoot a video, I just think of anything I can do to set myself apart from everybody in the music industry.
I'm very neurotic about shaving. I shave first thing in the morning before a shoot, and if I have dinner that night, I have to shave again.
If someone were to come from another planet and see the world through movies, they'd think that the world was populated by white men in their 30s who shoot a lot.
I've been in enough movies to know that when you're on the set and you start shooting, you're looking at playback and you get a sense of what it's going to be like.
Petty minds foster petty hearts, and have the funny habit of shooting themselves in the foot.
Everyone in Hollywood thinks like a Republican fiscally by leaving town to shoot everything; they just don't vote that way.
You ask any actor - they'll tell you they'd rather shoot on location because you don't have to invent the energy, the energy is there.
You see I'm against hunting, in fact I'm a hunt saboteur. I go out the night before and shoot the fox.
The whole idea that the rescue was staged or the soldiers were shooting blanks, that's just obvious stuff. Why would you do that in the middle of a war? It's just crazy.
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