1. He does nothing, sometimes.
"Rick Rubin showed up for 45 minutes a week. Rick Rubin would then lay on a couch, have a microphone brought in next to his face so he wouldn't have to fucking move. And then he would be like 'Play it for me,' the engineer would play it, he would go—and he had shades on the whole time, never mind the fact that there's no sun in the room—he would stroke his huge beard trying to get as much food out of as he can and go 'Play it again.' And then he would say 'Stop. Do that over.' And he had an assistant who was 7 ft. tall and he had that disease where you can't grow hair on your body, so he was just bald. He looked like Mr. Clean's neurotic cousin, but he basically ran Rick Rubin's life. He was just fucking on it, on it, on it. About halfway through that precious 45 minutes, he would bring in this plate of shit—I assume it's food, it was blueish-green and smelled like someone had just plunged a fucking toilet somewhere. And he would eat it as fast as he could and get it all over himself, which when you're working is just so wonderful to look at. I will say this: I respect what Rick Rubin has done, I respect the work that he has done in the past to get to where he is now. But, the Rick Rubin of today is a thin shadow of the Rick Rubin that he was. He is overrated, he is overpaid and I will never work with him again as long as I fucking live." - Corey Taylor, Slipknot lead singer.
