You can only be this high-powered mojo rock band for so long, then you just can't look people in the eye. So, we've projected our own demise.

Thinking about the future and thinking about the past is really only a way of ignoring the present.

My step-mom would tell me that she would get complaints from adults that I stared too much at them.

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

Been there, done that, seen it, heard it, pissed on it.

I want to make great songs.

I created a paradigm by which I could succeed, and up until recently it was the only way I could do it. I could not take the brunt of standing in the light of my own work. There was a Faustian bargain I could not make. I could have you mock me for wearing funny clothes that I could deal with. But I couldn't deal with actually standing in the light of my own musical power. That's the difference now. It's like, okay, no more of that, you're done.