I think long and hard about what it is I'm actually trying to do, and then I kind of have to narrow my focus into that. If I don't, I'm too all over the place.

If practice makes perfect, and no one's perfect, then why practice?

Soon you won't even have the choice to live or die as you wish!

Beware of those angels with their wings glued on.

It's a simple formula for me now, I don't play any song I don't want to play.

There's a lot of days where you feel forgotten.

I was brought up Roman Catholic. I'm not even baptized.