I've never understood people who play up the artifice of music.

I will say, as a woman, when you put a mustache on, you find out a lot of things about yourself.

It does feel great to be writing, but the process is sometimes excruciating.

For a while I had somebody that came to clean my house that turned out to be in a band that I really loved.

You do have to live through things, and to live through things is to observe want, and to observe lacking. Even if the hunger is a curiosity.

You can't bury a part of yourself that's so innate to who you've been, even if it's not for the sake of anything other than a pure enjoyment of it.

Even if, personally, I'm in a place of contentment or solidity, I feel like it's hard not to look out into American culture and see vast inequity, widespread institutionalized violence and racism and transphobia and environmental destruction. It's hard to be in this world and feel a sense of innate satisfaction at all. There's plenty of things to feel unsettled about.