I have a long-standing history of respecting artists' wishes.

How can you get bored if the audience is cheering and laughing at something you're doing?

I've learned how to use my spam filter pretty effectively.

I'm stranded all alone in the gas station of love, and I have to use the self service pump.

I like to think that I've gotten better at what I do. I spend more time and pay more attention to detail album after album. But pretty much it's stayed the same.

Velvet Elvis never puts on weight.

There are probably a few library fines I haven't paid yet, but I'm a pretty clean-cut guy overall.