I have long admired Steinway pianos for their qualities of tone, clarity, pitch consistency, touch responsiveness, and superior craftsmanship.

Hot funk, cold punk, even if it's old junk, it's still rock and roll to me.

When I look at great works of art or listen to inspired music, I sense intimate portraits of the specific times in which they were created.

What if she figures out you're not very smart?

My songs are like my kids.

Don't make music for some vast, unseen audience or market or ratings share or even for something as tangible as money. Though it's crucial to make a living, that shouldn't be your inspiration. Do it for yourself.

Let me go on sleeping and I will lose myself in palaces of sand, and all the fantasies that I've been keeping will make the empty hours easier to stand.