You couldn't release the single on its own, because no one wanted it.
If you really want to torture me, sit me in a room strapped to a chair and put Mariah Carey's records on.
I really wanted to make the worst thing: the thing that even people who liked bad, terrible music wouldn't like - the stuff that people would ignore, always. Something really, really stupid. Something that is destined for failure.
I have a big problem with piped music. I like either silence or to listen to it properly.
Quit shouting those rerun songs at me.
The Sicilian Defense album was never released and never will be if I have anything to do with it. I have not heard it since it was finished. I hope the tapes no longer exist.
Music forced into the air you breathe is an invasion of privacy!
I carry music in my head, so I don't need more. It drives me nuts that, in hotels or on boats, people seem to think you need music 24 hours a day.
The modern composer is a madman who persists in manufacturing an article which nobody wants.
If I'm singing something I don't like, it literally feels like stepping on nails.
A song will keep going round in my brain and keep me awake.
Most people imagine music playing in their heads, but some hallucinate music; some cannot sleep because of the soundtrack in their mind.
All the shopping malls and restaurants and airports are riddled with low-fidelity loudspeakers, which apparently have developed the ability to reproduce by themselves; these are all connected to a special programming service called Music That Nobody Really Likes, and you cannot get away from it.
There are very few songs I really hate.