All I really had was a suitcase and my drums. So I took them up to Seattle and hoped it would work.

I'd love it if everyone knew one Foo Fighters song.

In this day and age, when you can use a machine or computer to simulate or emulate what people can do together, it still can't replace the magic of four people in a room playing.

If you were to sit me down in a classroom, with fluorescent lights humming and some woman trying to teach me Italian, there's no way. But scream goes to Italy, we stay in a squat, and the only way you can ask someone where to take a piss is to do it in Italian. So I learned Italian.

There weren't a lot of career opportunities in crazy-fast hardcore punk, so you didn't have a lot of ambition, just the love and passion to play music with your friends.

I'm told that my blood sugar level was twelve times the legal limit - I was sweating honey.

Who's to say what's a good voice and not a good voice?