The nature of honesty is that if someone has information or knows something about you that you don't want heard, then they have power over you.

I drink a lot, probably too much. My scene while writing lyrics is always a bottle of scotch and stacks of note cards, pencil and pencil sharpener. I throw around note cards and drink.

Notes don't make music until you learn to insert silence between them.

What stupid f - king idiot gets married a second time if the first time didn't work out?

I could probably live in Bali the rest of my life and completely live in the sticks and have a f - king moped and make a record every couple of years and not step in public and break even like I do anyway. That's really tempting.

The piano is just a different animal. It's expensive, it's big, it's heavy, and it doesn't fit in the mix easily. Everyone grew up with a piano in their living room, so rocking out on the piano was accessible - it wasn't an upper-class thing. Now pianos have become very much a piece of furniture.

The clock never stops, never stops, never waits. We're growing old. It's getting late.