On one level, nothing’s really changed in my life. I still drive my daughter in the car pool on Monday. But it’s impossible not to be aware of this rush of attention it’s impossible not to be seduced by it once you’ve entered into it, seduced by being unhappy when the attention wanes.
Category: car
I’ve still got that little freedom part of me that wants to have a car that looks really sexy.
So if you’re a robot and you’re living on this planet, you can do things that you can’t do in real life – things that you wished you could do: like fly like have a car that flies like have furniture that is alive.
I don’t drive around London much. Any journey around Islington involves hundreds of speed bumps that seem to tear the bottom of your car off.
The driver of a racing car is a component. When I first began, I used to grip the steering wheel firmly, and I changed gear so hard that I damaged my hand.
The trick at Le Mans is to get the car ‘in the window.’ Everything is critical: the tyre pressure, the brake temperature, and that means you have to push the car a lot to get it into the window – it’s about getting everything to work right and getting the car to flow through the … Read more
Well, I always had a chauffer, because I have never driven a car in my life. I still can’t drive.
I prefer to sing in the shower vs. the car. The shower is just steam, you know, its just you, and nature, and no clothing. You know, there’s nothing separating you. It’s just you, and the voice – you, and the water.
I like to sing in the car with the windows rolled down and hair blowing all over my face.
There’s an unseen force which lets birds know when you’ve just washed your car.