I was standing right behind Marilyn, completely invisible, when she sang 'Happy birthday, Mr. President.' And indeed, the corny thing happened: Her dress split for my benefit, and there was Marilyn, and yes, indeed, she didn't wear any underwear.
Written poetry is different. Best thing is to see it in performance first, then read it. Performance is more provocative.
I'm dragging the audience to hell with me
In my case I don't mind playing a character that irritates people or makes people question my sanity.
Entertain the people. Give them something they're not ready for, make them talk.
There is something elegantly sinister about the Rolling Stones. They sit before you at a press conference like five unfolding switchblades; their faces set in rehearsed snarls; their hair studiously unkempt and matted; their clothes part of some private conceit; and the way they walk and talk and the songs they sing all become part of some long mean reach for the jugular.
I'm hoping to bring some raunchy, risky, soulful frankness to the stage, really.
