Well, it's a Saturday, in July... 1992. It's gotta be like 3... o clock... or some s***.
I hate everybody, and the more I think about it, the more I hate em. And it's just people, man.
It's the f****** people. I mean, I looked in the mirror and I said,
'that looks cool, man, you look like an ugly m***********. Like a skinny little weirdo.'
How can I walk around town the way I am, knowing that I know who I am and you people looking at me like I don't know who the f*** I am?
That, uh, I expect all of you, to realize who I am. And that's me being unreasonable.
I don't like to let people make me make the decisions by looking at them and saying 'I think they're saying this'.
But they give me this attitude like... Like I don't know what the f*** I'm doing. Bugs the s*** out of me, man. You know?
I keep moving and moving and trying to stay a step ahead of people, even if it's a step ahead in a direction that no one's going to go.
Not because they're frightened, but because no one's going to go that way. And you need a lot of directions to go forward to go.
I can't stand it, I'm so f****** picky. That's the way I am with my music. My s*** comes in, and I'm like, 'yeah man, that's a nasty song.'
And now it's like 'Alright. Done.' In a sense of like, man, when I first did it, it sounded cool, and I know it sounds cool,
and I know if I play it for people they'd go 'holy s***, that's a nasty song, man. That sounds like... f******... on steroids and s***.'
But, it's not that. It's the fact that I... I hear these new things every time I f****** do something, you know?
And then I lay them down and there they are, and then I move on.
And it's so f****** hard, when you gotta be the f****** everything at once.
I mean, do anything, m***********, and get this s*** out.
'92, how long have you been doing this s***? You've been doing the s*** you've been doing for a year.
And then, you've got some nasty s***, let me tell you. You've always had s*** coming out of you.
That was never a problem. The problem was being able to a**ociate it with yourself.
Now you know what you are. Next thing you do is to make everybody else know who you are, f*****.
You put things together that don't go together, that's what it's all about.
Creating is putting things together that don't go together, and you make something else.
Because it's all about progress, m***********. I am progress.
Get off of your f****** lazy a** and make something better than I made.
That's the thing. It's mostly-no, that's not me that I'm so worried about.
It's not, I'm not worried about who I am more than I'm worried about who I'm not.
And I mean, you know, maybe I look like a f****** idiot; maybe it's not the next thing.
I'm not saying that I'm trying to get hip... on the hip thing. It's all - it's not a matter of fate, it's a matter of choice.
I mean, that's one thing I got. I think I will never lose that. I may not always be Angry Boy.
My music may not always be... Hard edged... or soft edged. Or weird, or not weird. Or straightforward, you know?
But the one thing I will have, not to sound f****** hokey, is definite f****** complain-able sense of humor.
Definitely different, I'll give you that.
And besides all of that bullshit, is I know what I'm doing. Nobody ever trusted that I knew what I was doing.
Ever since the beginning of f****** time, nobody thinks I know what I'm doing. I know what I'm doing!
'You know, If you don't do your homework, you're gonna fail, you know that?' What do you think? What do you f****** think?
'If you don't go to college you're not gonna get a good job,
you're not gonna be able to-you're not gonna get a great education, nobody's going to hire you.'
No s***! I know this! I know what goes on, and I've made my choices.
And it's frustrating to look at this world and say, 'Hey look, you f****** a*******,
I'm just being me, m***********' and I gotta tell you how I am.
It's like-oh, man, I could go on for days and days on this s***. I'm not going to go on on that,
I'm still f****** p***** at this s***. But, I don't give a s***.
So, that's the end of that.
I hate everybody, and the more I think about it, the more I hate em. And it's just people, man.
It's the f****** people. I mean, I looked in the mirror and I said,
'that looks cool, man, you look like an ugly m***********. Like a skinny little weirdo.'
How can I walk around town the way I am, knowing that I know who I am and you people looking at me like I don't know who the f*** I am?
That, uh, I expect all of you, to realize who I am. And that's me being unreasonable.
I don't like to let people make me make the decisions by looking at them and saying 'I think they're saying this'.
But they give me this attitude like... Like I don't know what the f*** I'm doing. Bugs the s*** out of me, man. You know?
I keep moving and moving and trying to stay a step ahead of people, even if it's a step ahead in a direction that no one's going to go.
Not because they're frightened, but because no one's going to go that way. And you need a lot of directions to go forward to go.
I can't stand it, I'm so f****** picky. That's the way I am with my music. My s*** comes in, and I'm like, 'yeah man, that's a nasty song.'
And now it's like 'Alright. Done.' In a sense of like, man, when I first did it, it sounded cool, and I know it sounds cool,
and I know if I play it for people they'd go 'holy s***, that's a nasty song, man. That sounds like... f******... on steroids and s***.'
But, it's not that. It's the fact that I... I hear these new things every time I f****** do something, you know?
And then I lay them down and there they are, and then I move on.
And it's so f****** hard, when you gotta be the f****** everything at once.
I mean, do anything, m***********, and get this s*** out.
'92, how long have you been doing this s***? You've been doing the s*** you've been doing for a year.
And then, you've got some nasty s***, let me tell you. You've always had s*** coming out of you.
That was never a problem. The problem was being able to a**ociate it with yourself.
Now you know what you are. Next thing you do is to make everybody else know who you are, f*****.
You put things together that don't go together, that's what it's all about.
Creating is putting things together that don't go together, and you make something else.
Because it's all about progress, m***********. I am progress.
Get off of your f****** lazy a** and make something better than I made.
That's the thing. It's mostly-no, that's not me that I'm so worried about.
It's not, I'm not worried about who I am more than I'm worried about who I'm not.
And I mean, you know, maybe I look like a f****** idiot; maybe it's not the next thing.
I'm not saying that I'm trying to get hip... on the hip thing. It's all - it's not a matter of fate, it's a matter of choice.
I mean, that's one thing I got. I think I will never lose that. I may not always be Angry Boy.
My music may not always be... Hard edged... or soft edged. Or weird, or not weird. Or straightforward, you know?
But the one thing I will have, not to sound f****** hokey, is definite f****** complain-able sense of humor.
Definitely different, I'll give you that.
And besides all of that bullshit, is I know what I'm doing. Nobody ever trusted that I knew what I was doing.
Ever since the beginning of f****** time, nobody thinks I know what I'm doing. I know what I'm doing!
'You know, If you don't do your homework, you're gonna fail, you know that?' What do you think? What do you f****** think?
'If you don't go to college you're not gonna get a good job,
you're not gonna be able to-you're not gonna get a great education, nobody's going to hire you.'
No s***! I know this! I know what goes on, and I've made my choices.
And it's frustrating to look at this world and say, 'Hey look, you f****** a*******,
I'm just being me, m***********' and I gotta tell you how I am.
It's like-oh, man, I could go on for days and days on this s***. I'm not going to go on on that,
I'm still f****** p***** at this s***. But, I don't give a s***.
So, that's the end of that.