Whatever fame came did so not because I sought it.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I don't think I ever wanted fame.
Fame is an unnatural construct and those who go in search of it are the least likely to find it.
Fame was never something I was seeking in my artistic journey. It's to be used as a tool for an artist to break open doors and keep creating. That's how I enjoyed fame in '74; it was not just for the emptiness of being famous.
I never went after fame. It fell into my lap.
I had all the fame anyone could want, and I ran away from it.
Fame makes me feel wanted and loved, anybody wants that.
Fame introduced me to a world of instant gratification and decadence I hadn't seen before.
I think fame became exciting for me in the late '90s because I could actually use it as a means to an end. I could actually have it help me serve my vocationfulness.
I wanted fame, but I thought it would be incremental, and I became afraid of the overnight-sensation thing.
I always wanted it, the fame. When it come, I didn't want to let it go.