What do you do with what you're given, and how do you transform it into something worthwhile?

I think of Steely Dan as being of its time, and it may be inseparable from its time.

I'm starting to get older, and began to think about mortality a little more. My mother died in 2003 and that was a big shock. When your parents start to die off, that's going to be a revelation. So for me, this album - although it might sound quite cheery - is really talking about death.

I had a dream that Britney Spears rubbed her breasts in my face and Jennifer Lopez gave me head while Salma Hayek sucked my toes and the Olsen twins videotaped everything. I would have kept dreaming it, too, if I hadn't set off the smoke detector.

I have a critical nature, in the sense that when I look at something I often look for the flaws.

We don't think of ourselves as being perfectionists, really. To us it's more about desperately trying to have it sound more or less OK.

What do you do with what you're given, and how do you transform it into something worthwhile?