Time, and the grand gesture of forgiveness, helps to heal old wounds.

The Nineties was such an incredible period. There was this real sense of community and such a uniqueness to it. There were unique personalities, unique bands, unique lyrical takes. A lot of artistic expression. It was this real renaissance that was exciting to be a part of. It's hard to not look back on that period and say, "Yeah, it was crazy. But it was crazy good."

Time, and the grand gesture of forgiveness, helps to heal old wounds.

Selfishness and separatation have led me to believe that the world is not my problem. I am the world.

I think there is just this inherent understanding between us at a subconscious level when we play. It's like we anticipate each other's next move before it's made and we all land together somehow. It's that "something" that really good bands have that makes what they do unique. It's also something that is easy to take for granted, especially as the years spent performing together go by.

When you start out as a band, you stake your claim and you go for it. And there's a part of you that dreams it and imagines it and does everything to get there, but you can't ever expect to sell 8, 10, 12, 20 million albums. It becomes this thing that you really have to figure out as you go.

Hope is the letter that never arrives delivered by the postman of my fear.