The same thing that made him a great frontman for Van Halen might make him a good radio personality.

Roth defines that quality as "belligerent enthusiasm."

"There a thin line between rage and really great art," he said. "As soon as people settle in and get relaxed, it's over.

"You've got to have fury. If you're gonna laugh, laugh to win. If you're not gonna laugh, let me see a war face."

Where did that rage come from?

"Maybe," Roth said with a laugh, "somebody didn't pay enough attention to me as a kid."



David Lee Roth tells Earth about album

Birds.

They chase me. They try to kill me. The number of "Birds Attack" stories that have happened to me are numerous to detail. But the short list:

-"Killer Mazur Budgie" rips open back of my neck while I'm in the fetal position screaming.

-Crazed Sparrow bullets straight for my head in the Granville underpass. I drop to the pavement in the nick of time.

-This Morning a Stalking Crow followed me for four blocks while dive bombing my head. Screaming taunts and curses at me.

Birds hate me. I'm scared of them. Why?

Cause they can fly and I can't. They have the upper hand.

They win.

"Eighties parties are nothing but a chance for incest survivors to bury their memories for a short joyous respite (as long as the Kajagoogoo keeps playing, it's still 1986 and I haven't been molested yet)."

From GIRLS ARE PRETTY

I dated a chick that this refers to. And upon reading this it all started to make sense. Remember her magic code my friends? FK ME DA DE.

Ken and I have started our own cartoon strip.

The two characters are Max and Spanky.

We improvise the dialog on MSN Chat and then I use the dialog as a search term on Google image search and put together the strip.

The logo I designed from scratch and I'm quite proud of it.

Brain Frog - It's a brain in your frog.

Tomorrow I buy a wedding ring.

Huh.

Weird.

So this quadriplegic is waving his piss filled catheter bag at me.

What can I say?

"No thanks. Not thirsty."

Moved into a new space at work. Used to have my own cube. Now share a space with 3 other people. Really fucking sucks.

Went from a veal pen to a pig pen.

Welcome to the modern day high tech sweat shop.

The paraphrase I heard and will remember:

"Art is best when it forgets its name."

The actual quote:

"Art does not come and lie in the beds we make for it. It slips away as soon as its name is uttered: it likes to preserve its incognito. Its best moments are when it forgets its very name."
-- Jean Dubuffet