I had to sit with my senses. This clear, beautiful intuition took over. I knew exactly how I felt, and I wasn't confused or clouded or compromised. I realized that none of my feelings had diminished, but I might have to lose someone I truly loved. I didn't want to run away from Claire, but I knew drug addiction was strong enough that I had to be willing, if need be, to let go of the person I'd just fallen in love with.

Writing music always happened for me in periods when I wasn't under the influence of mind-altering substance.

I inherited my father's insatiable desire to meet all the beautiful girls in the world.

I'm still a little bent, a little crooked, but all things considered, I can't complain.

I know my dad is a big Internet freak, and he's been known to be a Wikileaker.

We've put songs out on singles and weird little packages that only the real vinyl-philes care about.

I have to laugh at myself.