The minute you make a record because you think somebody's going to play it on the radio is the minute you ought to quit.

If I was any happier, you'd think I was on crack.

If you want to be happy, you listen to the music; if you want to be sad, you listen to the words.

It was kind of sort of the heavens opened up and I realized that Bach, at least, you know - out of all the classical music - needs to be a big part of my life.

My thesis statement would be—Bach didn't write Baroque music. He wrote great music.

The real question is, do you root for the fox in that song? Or are you horrified that the goose and the duck are being dragged off to their death, which is described in detail?

I think people are largely proud of being musically on the risk. Any time you talk to someone about music, I feel like everyone is kind of always underlining just, you know, how voracious their appetites for various things are.