I'd rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not.
I had a really good childhood up until I was nine, then a classic case of divorce really affected me.
My body is damaged from music in two ways. I have a red irritation in my stomach. It's psychosomatic, caused by all the anger and the screaming. I have scoliosis, where the curvature of your spine is bent, and the weight of my guitar has made it worse. I'm always in pain, and that adds to the anger in our music.
I get a thrill meeting kids who are into alternative music.
Every time I see documentaries or infomercials about little kids with cancer, I just freak out. It affects me on the highest emotional level... Anytime I think about it, it makes me sadder than anything I can think of.
We have no right to express an opinion until we know all of the answers.