I’m interested in the things that might seem slight or amusing but which I feel have a kind of profundity.
The scene was not a happy one yet we looked upon it in the cold stoical spirit of a soldier; a slight chilling pang and then a return soul and body to the enemy before us.
Each album I do, I try to have at least a slight rule, whether it’s the band has to get together and record live, or all guitars, all fuzz on, all the time. It’s varying and slight, but yes, I like having rules.
My wife has a slight impediment in her speech. Every now and then she stops to breathe.
Women’s emotions are constantly labeled. Any slight deviation from ‘pleasantness,’ and we are labeled as hysterical. When we are angry, sad, depressed, or manic, we are immediately seen as unfeminine or ugly or weak.
It sounds maybe a little old fashioned, but the parts I want to play and I do play, you don’t want to inject too much of your own personality. What you sacrifice then is a slight mystery.
Men are more likely to be introverted than women are, but it’s really very slight. But the real difference I think is in how it plays out, how it relates to cultural stereotypes.
There is a slight tomboyish side to me. But I was studious, and I did not bunk classes!
