I guess I'm interested in pushing the boundaries of the cello without giving up on the idea of playing the cello, if that makes any sense. I have no real interest in putting the cello through different effects to make it sound like a guitar or other instruments.
I started to play noise on my cello because I felt a deep personal connection to it. I mean, I still love all the beautiful sounds of the cello as much as anybody but it's only when I play certain sounds I know that the cello really presents who I am; not my emotions but who I am as a person.
I'm a sucker for the big, gruff, distant, emotionally closed-off hero who sloooowly warms up to the feisty, awesome, sweet heroine.
I played tennis. My older brother, Joseph, was a cello player, and I played the cello, but he was better than me at the cello, and he was also a better tennis player than me, so I was always like, 'I wish there was something that only I did!'
People tend to eat through the cello. They tend to take out the things that make it beautifully cello-y sometimes.
People don't think of cello as a rock instrument, really, and we want people to know all the possibilities that the cello can offer.
I keep saying if I ever get a good amount of quiet time that I want to learn to play cello. It's a very warm instrument. The tone of the cello and the movement - I don't know what is; I love it so much.
There are a lot of ways to be expressive in life, but I wasn't good at some of them. Music, for instance. I was a distinct failure with the cello. Eventually, my parents sold the cello and bought a vacuum cleaner. The sound in our home improved.
It started when I was eight years old. I first heard the cello on the radio, and I loved the sound. It was such a magical, beautiful sound. I dedicated my entire childhood to cello, practising like crazy.
Look around the table. If you don't see a sucker, get up, because you're the sucker.
I never go looking for a sucker. I look for a Champion and make a sucker of of him.
If you can't spot the sucker in your first half hour at the table, then you ARE the sucker.
It was a sucker punch. But you know who gets hit by sucker punches? Suckers.
Listen, here's the thing. If you can't spot the sucker in the first half hour at the table, then you ARE the sucker.
The cello is a hero because of its register - its tenor voice. It is a masculine instrument, whereas the violin is feminine because of its soprano pitch. When the cello enters in the Dvorak Concerto, it is like a great orator.
I'm a sucker for Wrigley, so I feel I'll probably be a sucker for Fenway, too.