We watched The Nomi Song last night, an amazing documentary about Klaus Nomi. It is as quirky as he was: Nomi's Aunt Trudi was camera shy so the filmmakers ran recorded interviews of her over a doll house they constructed to look like her house. And periodically during some of the interviews that are on the DVD extras they would cut to split-second subliminal flashe of Nomi.

I might as well look as alien as possible because it reinforces a point I am making. My whole thing is that I approach everything as an absolute outsider. It’s the only way I can break so many rules. Remember, my background is totally strange - German classical opera. So I was uncertain about coming from that to rock. It was just as shocking for me to sing opera in a falsetto soprano in Germany. It was another rule I was breaking. You just didn’t do that. And I am helped by the fact that pop and rock, which you would think has no rules at all, is really just as conservative as classical music. So what I do is doubly shocking. The difference is that punk audiences admire that I can shock them. Nothing is sacred to me. Who is making the rules anyhow?