twenty-seven years and one million words
Let's all be careful around rural Ontario this summer kids – the giant hogweed lies in waiting. Apparently this nasty invader species can cause third degree burns and blindness in people who contact its sap.
For a long time I was very bitter that the people who controlled the means of anybody ever hearing my songs were never gonna play them. They only favored music that I specifically and particularly hated, and I wanted them dead. Suddenly, there was another avenue. I started hearing my stuff coming out of bars and then it started to happen little by little — a movie song here or a TV ad there.
—Iggy Pop