That's not going to happen. I don't know the story on Smashing Pumpkins. From what I can tell, they're not available.

I was something that lay under the sun and felt it, like the pumpkins, and I did not want to be anything more. I was entirely happy. Perhaps we feel like that when we die and become a part of something entire, whether it is sun and air, or goodness and knowledge.

Massive Attack hasn't played out here in nine years. Daft Punk hasn't played in eight-and-half years.

There's sort of an art to the whole fence, toilet, concession thing that's sometimes looked at as no big thing. But it's taken years for us to get it down to the way we need it.

I'm not smart enough to write about something that didn't actually happen to me, ... It's not a plan. But I couldn't write a space movie if you put a gun to my head.

Nerds just don't happen to dress informally. They do it too consistently. Consciously or not, they dress informally as prophylactic measure against stupidity.