I got no business going to a club. I'm a terrible dancer. I got a bad back.
Hardcore bands were coming out with names like Urban Waste and The Mob, you know, a lot of kind of tough names. So Beastie Boys was the stupidest name we could come up with. And unfortunately, it stuck.
Nobody wants to see the old person at the club.
I have no idea about the state of rap. I don't pay attention. I just listen to old music that I have.
My specialties include macaroni and cheese and ordering Chinese-food delivery.
'Licensed to Ill' was like a cold, and we took so much vitamin C that we'd never get that cold again.