Jack Nicholson’s a consummate storyteller. He’s like a great bard. He says he knwosa bout beauty parlors and trainyards and everything in between. You can learn a lot just from watching him open a window or tie his shoes. Happiness is never perfect. All the good in the world, you can put inside a thimble. If there’s one thing you can say about mankind, there’s nothing kind about man. Achievement is for the senators and scholars. At one time I had ambitions, but I had them removed by a doctor. It started as a cyst, grew under my arm and I had to have new shirts made, it was awful. I have them in a jar at home now. There is no such thing as nonfiction. There is no such thing as truth. People who really know what happened aren’t talking. And the people who don’t have a clue, hell you can’t shut them up! I’ll tell you all my secrets but I’ll lie about my past. If you live it up, you won’t live it down. Yes, there is success without college. All we are is monkeys with guns and money. The big print giveth and the small print taketh away. Never trust a man in a blue trench coat, never drive a car when you’re dead. On my gravestone I want it to say, “I told you I was sick.” I like what time does to your memories. It depends on what kind of lenses you are using. I like the way things are distorted by time. I got my own double cross to bear. I don’t like the stigma that comes with being called a poet – so I call what I’m doing an improvisation adventure or an inebriational travelogue, and all of a sudden it takes on a whole new form and meaning. If I’m tied down and have to all myself something, I prefer storyteller. I like smog, traffic, kinky people, car trouble, noisy neighbors, crowded bars, and spend most of my time in my car going to the movies. Half of me, I feel like a jackhammer. I love to holler and stomp my feet and throw rocks. But there’s another side of me that’s like an old man in the corner that’s had too much wine. I’m probably too sentimental for my own good sometimes. I’d rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy. Champagne for your real friends, real pain for your sham friends. I’ve learned how to be different musical characters without feeling like I’m eclipsing myself. On the contrary, you discover a whole family living inside you. I try to make an antenna out of myself, a lightning rod out of myself, so whatever is out there can come in. It happens in different places, in hotels, in the car-when someone else is driving. I bang on things, slap the wall, break things-what-ever is in the room. A hero isn’t anything but a sandwich.
Posted on: Sat, 17 Aug 2013 03:19:56 +0000
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