Nothing was working, and my friend was dead, and I didn't want to look at that.

When we get together to rehearse, we could write music together all day long - GOOD music.

Honestly, I'm really just a teddy bear.

Death by evaporation. May the saltwater wind that gets shot out of a barreling wave blow me away like an old puffy dandelion into the sky.

I was like a clock that had exploded- my springs were hanging out, my hands were cockeyed, and my numbers were falling off.

I walked away a little disheartened, thinking, 'Oh well. I came a long way to meet the Wizard of Oz, but I guess I won't. Such is life.

You know I love pot, and I love beer, but I am totally sober, just because it completely stopped working for me.