When I started in this business, rock and roll was defined like this… Two Jews and a guinea recording four schvartzes on a single track. Now it’s changed so much, it’s not even recognizable as the thing people used to be so afraid of.
This is what happens when a label picks you up. We groom you, we work with you, we turn you into something that might actually have a life.
Screaming your heart out into a mike, it ain’t cheap anymore, okay? And if you don’t have 800 grand in the bank, truth in sound, it ain’t available.
Okay, look at me. I love you. Nonetheless, you don’t pick a guy in the next five minutes, I’m gonna rip your head off your neck and put my own f*****g guitarist on top of it.
If you ever talk to me like that again, I’ll slap you so hard you’ll be singing out of your a**hole.