My creative life is a constant struggle to achieve a balance between letting things flow in and letting things flow out.

Selling eight million copies of your first album will mess you up.

I could have played more complex stuff. I could have been a busier player. But that's not what I wanted to do. I played what I wanted to play.

The government bugged the men's room in the local disco lounge.

How can love survive in such a graceless age? The trust and self assurance that lead to happiness, they're the very things we kill.

I saw a Dead Head sticker on a Cadillac. A little voice inside my head said, don't look back, you can never look back.

Nobody on the road. Nobody on the beach. I feel it in the air, the summer's out of reach.