I hope that just what I sing about and how I relate to my audience is as much of a political statement as I need to make.

One sweet world Around this star is spinning One sweet world And in her breath I'm swimming And here we will rest in peace

I want to figure out a way to not be stupid with money, then make a whole bunch of it, then I want to move to Outer Mongolia. I want to milk a yak. Maybe I'll just settle for a cow.

Love, you drive me to distraction.

It's so hard for me to even acknowledge America without talking about race. If you look at our society, if you look at the prisons, if you look at the poverty and which side of the line the majority of people are, we have to acknowledge how we divide ourselves up, that there's racism alive in this country. And it's not in the law. It's in our minds. And that's what we have to actively battle.

I'm a fairly tormented artist, and I'm less willing to indulge myself in self-pity, outside of songwriting.

I was regularly advised not to go into music, that I should give up that foolish dream.