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.
Music forced into the air you breathe is an invasion of privacy!
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.
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.
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.
The modern composer is a madman who persists in manufacturing an article which nobody wants.
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.