Something I have learnt from my past trips is, however tired you are, make sure you make the most of the moment and the place you are in. The regret of missing out on things kicks in later on.
Kicking is a weird thing. You can go stretches and stretches of just doing really good, then you could have one or two kicks that can derail you. You’ve just got to learn to ride the wave.
Everybody kicks those who do not have a country of their own.
Before a show, you might have aches or pains, or it’s a bad rainy day, or it’s too humid. We all complain about stuff. But… how do I put this poetically? Once it’s the roar of the crowd and the smell of the greasepaint, forget it. Once the adrenaline kicks in and your chest expands, you forget about all that.
Life kicks you hard but you have to be a man to come back.
I don’t want to just go out and do song to song to song. I like to create things before the song actually kicks in, little things you do to excite the crowd.
My training in martial arts was kind of a crash course in how to look like a black belt. I know the moves of a black belt – my kicks, and my stretches, and my punches and all that.
If I’m not barefoot, you’ll probably find me with a pair of New Balance on. And I’m not one of those hipster-jump-on-the-band-wagon-ironically-cool NB fans. I’ve been rocking those kicks since they were true nerd shoes. Since the ’80s, yo! Word.
Part of the problem is that many directors treat female characters too often as precious. Or they want to live in a fantasy world where they just do spinning hook kicks and knock out guys who are six foot four, and that doesn’t work either.
If I can’t do high kicks or dance in it, then I won’t wear it.
I’ve never told anyone, but my ambition is to become the leading all-time scorer of free kicks in Serie A.
I will be the focal point for however long I decide to play. Half of me likes that idea and half of me doesn’t, but once the adrenaline kicks in, I’ll probably really enjoy it.
