One of the mistakes I made was believing that the rock n' roll genre as a genre was much more free than the whole pop or R&B scene.
I think a lot of ladies get quite scared about people like me, 'rock stars', and it can be hard to meet the right sort of person.
I've done archery for about six weeks, and rock climbing, tree climbing - and combat, running and vaulting. But also yoga and things like that, to stay catlike!
I'm also performing regularly in Southern California with two bands. As a solo artist doing acoustic sets and a member of the Jenerators, my rock n roll band that has been around for a long time now.
When friends asked me, Can we help? I'd say, Not unless you can alter time, speed up the harvest or teleport me off this rock. I used that line from Star Wars.
I spent time at my grandfather Dino's gourmet store where he brought in chefs from Naples to cook. I thought of them as rock stars.
It's a cruel, heartless world out there in commercial rock 'n' roll, and when you take as much time off as we did, eight years, booking agents don't know if you'll draw.
I photographed rocks and trees and tide pools and nudes and all that stuff for years and years. Until 20 years ago when I found that I could do it in the studio and never have to travel.
Clementine: Maybe you can find yourself a nice antique rocking chair to die in.
Edward D. Wood, Jr.: What are you drinking, Bela? Bela Lugosi: Formaldehyde Edward D. Wood, Jr.: Straight up or on the rocks?
Marlin: Crush, wait. How old are you? Crush: Hundred and fifty, and still young, dude. Rock on.
Stef: Brand, God put that rock there for a purpose... and, um... I'm not so sure you should, um... move it...
Stu Price: This does not seem fair. Phil Wenneck: It's rock-paper-scissors. There's nothin' more fair.
George: Sam, if you were a house, this is where you would want to be built. On rock, facing the sea, listening.
Sulley: Are there kids in that village? Yeti: Oh, sure. Tough kids, sissy kids, kids who climb on rocks...
Rock Biter: They look like big, good, strong hands, don't they? I always thought that's what they were.
Private Cox: [beating up Mason] English prick. I tell you my old man was Irish?
General Hummel: You made a terrible mistake, and more of our brothers have died in vain. Damn you for forcing me into this position.
John Mason: I'm fed up saving your ass. I'm amazed you ever got past puberty.
Womack: [being pulled up from the hotel balcony] Watch it, you fuckhead! You're gonna pull my arm out!
Bob: Ladies and gentlemen, I, Ranger Bob, cordially invite you to become inmates of Alcatraz.
