I would consider him definitely one of my very best friends and I know he feels the same about me. We have a lot of love and respect.

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

My sobriety isn't up for discussion, but as for vices, I seem to hack away at them with my invisible machete from dawn till dusk. The vice of 'more' is an ongoing theme.

When you realize that there's a name and a description for this condition that you thought was insanity, you've identified the problem, and now you can do something about it.

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.

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