You know, I'm just a regular guy who grew up with the posters of these guys on my wall... and now I'm one of them! That's right, I'm standing here, living proof that if you work hard enough, and you want it bad enough... dreams do come true. So follow your dreams...
We are NOT a cover band, we're a TRIBUTE band!
No Dude, WE are a cover band! Problem is, we've been covering the tunes, you think you're in goddamn Steel Dragon... I love you man but you're mental, you really are. You need to get a grip on reality, man, you don't know where Bobby Beers ends and you begin.
Oh, maybe if I get really lucky, I'll get to grow up and listen to Air Supply and wear jack boots.
What's wrong with Air Supply?
Nothing, if you're the cop from the Village People.
So Izzy... how do you keep your voice is such fine shape?
Well, my choir teacher gave me a lot of lessons...
[interrupting] He eats a lot of pussy.
Oh yeah, I eat a lot of pussy... tons...
No, I got both my nipples pierced and bought a house in Morocco because I'm John fucking Wayne!
Rob, I'm a business woman, and rule number one in this business is you go where the talent is... and all the fucking talent that was in this band has just left the room!