I like it when songs develop in some way. Four minutes usually isn't enough time for something to develop musically.

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

As jazz fans, it was amusing for us to play jazz harmonies on these big, ugly electric guitars.

It's great to know that our old stuff still sounds good to our fans, just as it's wonderful to think that we've turned a few people on to jazz over the years.

People are usually afraid to say what's on their mind.

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.