Roselee Goldberg: Remember? He asked for a vitrine, proceeded to take everything out of his pockets, and put it in the vitrine.
Paul McCartney: Ringtones, little things like that.
Goldberg: Precisely. Contemporary art. I wanted a loft.
McCartney: Where does this painting go next?
McCartney: Absolutely. Because in their perception of it—that's obviously not mine—but their perception of it is like slagging around on Greyhound buses, eating badly, having a terrible time, not selling out, and stuff.
Goldberg: We did that for three years. They were terrified because there were no lights on the street, and it was just nice and dark.
McCartney: But there's always fear attached to reaching into a black hole.
Goldberg: Maybe because we connect by computer. They used to do a scene where one of them would hit himself in the face till blood would pour.
McCartney: [laughs] I just visualized the whole thing happening.
Goldberg: We need to deal with the new century, and we want to take people from different disciplines to talk about this.
McCartney: But you know, like I do, nobody picks up the bloody phone.
Goldberg: Which means, "I have no idea."
McCartney: So now I was kind of amused by this idea.
Goldberg: [laughs] You can ask for more.