When 5150 came out rock was king. Post Nirvana and Pearl Jam 1996 is a different story.

I have a little history. I met Stone Temple Pilots, and their guitar player was a huge Extreme fan. Somewhere down the road, Extreme made its statement.

I was growing up listening to Queen. Freddie Mercury threw those incredible melodies into his songs.

Michael Anthony is the Diplomat of Rock N Roll. He is the regular guy.

When I was in Van Halen I was hitting notes that were out of my range. I never went for those registers before until Eddie pulled it out of me.

I don't know if I have enough guts to do a whole standard jazz record.

You have Extreme and Van Halen and the history that I have with other people I played with. There are some effects that will hopefully break that stereotype.

The voices on the record, that was trying to treat my voice like guitar players treat guitar tones.

I sing in a higher register, and you haven't heard that on the radio in years.

In my writing with Extreme, there are heavy themes. The cover photo has me with a gun to my neck. I am not advocating suicide. I am taking the philosophy that man is the measure of his own fate.

My favorite Extreme records were the last two. I can't listen to the first one.

It is certain, in any case, that ignorance, allied with power, is the most ferocious enemy justice can have.

It pays in England to be a revolutionary and a bible-smacker most of one's life, and then come round.

Comedians are really writers who don't have pens and pencils about them, but they riff.

Washington was a typical American. Napoleon was a typical Frenchman, but Lincoln was a humanitarian as broad as the world. He was bigger than his country - bigger than all the Presidents together.

I’ve learned what ‘classical’ means. It means something that sings and dances through sheer joy of existence.

It is not the voice that commands the story: it is the ear.

My father painted, well into his 80s, what he called hard edge abstractions. It's really cool.

"So you're a dom, huh? Nice." I stabbed my pancakes again. "Kinky." "You're the one who ties people up, babe."

For I thought Epicurus and Lucretius By Nature meant the Whole Goddam Machinery.

How can you defame mud when such a beautiful flower grows from it?