Generally, I've got to say that all sounds, musics, noises since conception are bound to have influenced me.

I listen to the grinding whir of the clock, and the creaking of my listing bed, and the sound the phone doesn't make when it's shut off.

The trend in some of the contemporary movements in art, but by no means all, seems to deny this ideal and to me appears to lead to a purely decorative conception of painting.

Like all tools, modern technology has produced some wonderful moments in music and also some horrors.

I'm no mathematician, so I'm stuck with the graphic representations.

Of course, there are many, many musicians whose music gives me pleasure, but until I make contact with them, musically or personally, I never assume that anything wonderful will happen.