People in Latin America... love America from afar and emulate America in some ways but also hate a lot of things that America does to them.

Yeah, it's pretty hard not to be completely cynical these days.

A little touch of chaos and danger makes a city sexy.

From what I've heard, Paris did a little bit more prep work as far as making bike lanes and all of that stuff. They really did it properly, which New York is getting to little by little.

Deep down, I know I have this intuition or instinct that a lot of creative people have, that their demons are also what make them create.

Real sadness is such an all-encompassing intense thing that it takes you out of your humdrum existence. If you can still function, you want to show it while it's peaking. So when people tell you to cheer up, it's not always the best thing.

I resent the implication that I'm less of a musician and a worse person for not appreciating certain works.