There's something about music that encourages people to want to know more about the person that made it, and where it was recorded, what year it was done, what they were listening to, and all this kind of stuff. There's something that invites all this obsessive behavior.

Living "in" a story, being part of a narrative, is much more satisfying than living without one. I don't always know what narrative it is, because I'm living my life and not always reflecting on it, but as I edit these pages I am aware that I have an urge to see my sometimes random wandering as having a plot, a purpose guided by some underlying story.

I like a good story and I also like staring at the sea-- do I have to choose between the two?

On a bike, being just slightly above pedestrian and car eye level, one gets a perfect view of the goings-on in one's own town.

The two biggest self-deceptions of all are that life has a 'meaning'and each of us is unique.

We live in ugly times.

A lot of people, musically anyway, have realized that they can do it, and there's an audience for it at least in their own country, and often thought a lot of countries have a diaspora that breaks out all over the place, so they have a pretty wide audience.