That’s actually why I wear all this crazy shit all the time, you know? Or at least that’s part of the reason. I mean, I like the shit I wear, no question about it—I think it looks dope—but it’s also like: I wear this shit to communicate that I’m not from here. I’m a different kind of human. So many people make fun of the way I dress all the time, or like, they make fun of the way Scaggs dresses or Z dresses, and it’s like: Yeah, okay, whatever, have your fun, but at the end of the day, like, you NEED us to dress this way, because the main function we serve in your lives is to give you an image of another way of existing. We NEED to look different from anybody you know or like, anybody who works in your office. And it can be something as simple as like: You’re not allowed to wear sweatpants to a really fancy restaurant. I hear that and I go: What if I get a REALLY fucking fancy pair of sweatpants? What if I get a pair of sweatpants that’s more expensive than a three-piece suit? What then?

And I’m not saying that people are just interested in me because they want all the STUFF that I have. Like, it’s honestly not about the money or the girls or the jets or the clothes or whatever. I mean, yeah, maybe it’s a little bit about that—like maybe people are getting off a little bit on imagining having all the material shit that I have—but what Bob says, and what I really think is right, is like: When normal people see my life, when they see the way I’m existing, they can see for a moment that another world is possible. They can see, through me, a portal into all the infinite possibilities of the human species. And so when they come to my shows or when they watch my videos, they’re not actually fantasizing about being ME. They’re fantasizing about being FREE.

And for Bob, like, the worst thing you can do as an artist is to try to hold on to your normal person status. Like, you can’t just think of yourself as a normal person who got really lucky or who gets to do a really cool job, because when you do that, you’re totally backing away from the actually amazing thing about doing what we do. He especially thinks it’s stupid to try to make art that’s soothing for normal people or that makes them feel better or gives them a break, because, for Bob, like, they’re barely ALIVE, you know? There’s nothing about these people’s lives that’s worthy of any sort of reward or congratulations or pat on the back. And he doesn’t mean that they’re bad people or something—I mean, I know it sounds like he hates them or like he looks down on them or something—but actually, when you think about it, like, Bob is being super-loving toward normal people, because he’s just trying to be honest with them. He loves them enough to see them clearly. How many people are willing to do that?