Thoughts crystallize into habit and habit solidifies into circumstances.

Music is just such... it's not therapy, but it's a release, it's a joy, it's a pleasure. And it's a job - which is weird, because I don't think of it as a job.

It cuts like a knife, but it feels so right.

I'm a complete and utter busker.

Sometimes, you know, bad is good.

I'm quite happy with the music carrying on. I've never been one to clamor for fame. It just got dumped in my lap. The ambition is definitely not fame. The ambition is to be creative.

I need to be able to rock out.