It makes me sad when I see artists who come alive when they go onstage, because, gee, I really come alive when I'm home.

It's a compulsive need to wreck everything. You might notice there's a pattern of stripping down and building back up again throughout my life. But I guess that's how some of us conduct our lives.

It is entirely possible to create something totally artificial within the realms of rock and roll.

I went through all the musicians in my life who I admire as bright, intelligent, virtuosic players.

This ain't rock 'n' roll. This is genocide!

I find it easier to write in these little vignettes; if I try to get any more heavy, I find myself out of my league.

Sometimes you stumble across a few chords that put you in a reflective place.