I think the only thing that we even have a small tangent of reality or truth about is right now - the moment that is happening right this second. Everything else is up for grabs.

I used to be so young, how did I get so old?

I think the only thing that we even have a small tangent of reality or truth about is right now - the moment that is happening right this second. Everything else is up for grabs.

When you ask my three year old if my iPhone is too complicated, it's not. It's all relative.

The idea that things used to be better is fantasy. It's putting a halo on something that no one can disprove.

When you have a young kid you can't go out much at night, so I spent a lot of time at home, watching movies and cooking dinner with my wife. It felt like what most people experience. White picket fence stuff.So there was some enjoyment of that normalcy, but I have to admit that part of me missed the chaos of touring. I think it's about balance.

I don't believe in the myth of the "self made man". Nobody gets through alone.