pleasure

French are really good at pleasure. I remember walking around Paris seen a bakery, a boulangerie, you know, which is great fun, even just go in and see these sexy eatables. So, I went in, a childish desire urged me to get a cake. So I end up with a paper bag full of those chocolate coated éclairs. And then on street, I was get bumped into by a friend who's very talkative for some reason, as I was just about get bored of his stories, I took a bite of the éclair. Oh my god, it was sensational almost like an orgasm. And I have to tell the guy to shut-up and go away. And I look at this éclair, this cake, I figure I could book a room with it and go “Where you from, What kind of music you into, Come on!" That is the proper serious pleasure.

French are the best when it comes to pleasure. Last time in Paris I remember walking by a bakery, a bloulangerie, they even had a fucking word for chocolate based bakery, which is fun to even go in and browse. I went in, the girl's smile is nice. That desire made me want to get a cake. "Give me one of those bum shaped Éclair, please." I end up saying.

Got to be honest about pleasure, cause if you’re not straightforward on what makes you happy, you'll go strange, turn into one of those freaks, people who have hobbies, You know, the kind of guy you don't see them for three weeks, and then they come out, going: "Look, it's the Taj Mahal!" and you think "No, It's not, put the fucking thing away. I don't want see any plate you've glued in your bathroom, stay away from me, you fucking weirdo. Don't bring up that horse made of your own hair. Just keep it away, will you?"

If you want the real understanding of pleasure, you've got to see the twisted attitude towards pleasure of an English person. Because they’re very strange, they can got very coy and very childish around pleasure at the same time. For instant, if you offer an English person something extra in a plate, they'll go, "Ho~ho~ho~ho~ Well then... If it’s gotta be a little bit naughty. Oh~God~ then I’ll have a nibble." And you think, it's just a fucking bun, eat it! I’m not offering you my flash fried bacon over here.

Potential is a very very dangerous idea. I think you should stay away from your potential. I mean that is something you should leave it absolutely alone. Don’t touch it, cause you will mess it up. It's potential, leave it. It's like your bank balance, you know, you always have much less than you think. Don't even look at it. No.

There was a time people were more honest about pleasure when they would creep up and pleasure in a very odd way. There's people out there called fairies, have you heard of them? They dress up as woodenly animals and they meet for tea and biscuits. I don't know if that's about sex, I hope so. I would like to see a giant rabbit fucked by a giant bunny, just as lousy as a real person. But within that relationship, you've gonna to be honest in the mature, you can't say to somebody, "I need you to dress up as a bird. This isn't working for me." They might have spent last three quarters of an hour to suit themselves into that bad costume. You should be respectful.

You have to be honest about pleasure, otherwise you'll go strange, turn into one of those people you don't like, like one of your friends who'd ring you up and say, "Hi, how’re you?" you go "I'm alright, and you?" and they go “I'm fine, hm~hm~hm~" and you think, "No you're not fucking fine, you're making very inappropriate noise on the phone. You need to sleep with trees today."

Americans usually respond to anti-Americanism with a fairly anti-European sentiment particularly against French. Donald Trump is their face of administration said that he didn't want to deal with old European. He's far more interesting in new Europe. Now he wasn't interest in old Europe, he's talking about two ancient civilisations France and Germany. And the new Europe he's talking about are places like Scrivania, Valvonia, Trovoviya. Places where tractors are ministers, and people would sit down for dinner circle around a boiled radiator. Places that are not that rich really, people are going to do whatever American says, because they are hoping one day to see a photograph of port of jam.

I've always believed you have to have a good relationship with pleasure. People here seem to buying into this idea. Your approach seems to be to go, "I don't know what I want, but I know whatever I want it now."

If you're at 20s, your mindset of pleasure is very strange though, because you do sort of measure what a good time you had by how much you've messed yourself up, right? At 20s, you go out, you can do anything, drink battery ACID all night, then wake up and have a fight, your hangover aren't so bad then. They're quite direct, they come and go, kind of like bailiffs. And they just say “You're very very stupid last night," POO!! "Get up! Get into the kitchen!" "Oh~~~ Sorry... What have I done..." Bang [kicking]!! "Shut up! Get into the kitchen!" Bang [kicking]!! "Oh~~~ What am I allowed to do today?" Bang [kicking]!! "Cry, mainly."

OK. So, what you gonna be doing for holiday? Drinking, of course, mainly right? That's a little disappointing. Tell you what I'm gonna do? Making art. That's what I'm going to be doing, couldn't help it. That's what I did, you see, all the time. I have to make some art, or I will die. I'm like a shark in a bottle.

<p style="text-align: left;">Pleasure is no longer simple. People have became very aspirational from Tele about these lifestyle concepts. I don't know exactly what is lifestyle. How do you style a life? I cannot answer that, but I reckon it's just the whole idea of making simple things harder than usual to enjoy, like eating and drinking.</p>