It was quite a shot in the head to do the album and then have it shot down by nonmusical idiots

Lessons learned are like bridges burned you only need to cross them but once. Is the knowledge gained worth the price of the pain, are the spoils worth the cost of the hunt?

Waiting for wisdom to open the cage, we forged in the fires of the innocent age.

I do what I believe in. I do good work, and the people who appreciate it, fine, and those who don't, fine, that's good.

Are you under the power of gold?

I'm not the quiet sensitive little guy I was. I can't be. There's just too much after me.

My grandfather gave me my first guitar, an old acoustic with palm trees and dancing girls painted on it