“ I recently saw a TV program in which a young, radical journalist was interviewing Ice-T at his home. And the guy asked, ‘What do you got in the record collection, Ice?’ And lo and behold, all my albums were there. The guy said, ‘Aw, come on, man, what is this bullshit?’ And Ice-T jumped on him and said, ‘Don’t mess with Phil, man. Don’t you fucking mess with my Phil.’ What can I say? I was flattered that the guy even knew I existed.
— Phil Collins
