I Am Dying Of Hunger.

I Am Not The Jesus Of The Official Church Tolerated By Those In Power. I Am Not Your Superstar.

I Am Dying Of Hunger.

About 25 Years Ago, I Was In An Apartment, And Next Door, They Put On The Radio, So I Struck The Wall With My Fist, But They Did Not Put The Radio Down. I Took A Tool And Banged Until I Made A Hole Through The Wall. It Was Like A Comedy Movie.

The Flamenco Of The Gypsy Has Nothing To Do With The Flamenco For Tourists. Real Flamenco Is Like Sex.

The Ultimate Acting Is To Destroy Yourself.