When you say something or sing something enough times, it becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy. It's almost like casting spells. I don't mean necessarily in the flighty, 'I'm going to go buy a cloak with a hood now' way.

A year's a long time, but it also flickers past in no time at all.

I like being swept up in weather and observing it as something beautiful and giant.

I really love watching the 70s live performance TV series "The Midnight Special" and "The Old Grey Whistle Test". Those are the best performances you've ever seen, and they sound incredible.

I think I prefer the constant renewal. It's almost like sandpapering down any details or any contour of familiarities.

No matter who weaves in and out of your life, regardless of the quality of those deep friendships and familyships, I'm the only common denominator at this point who's been with me the whole time. And there's this sense of trying to make sense of that ultimate solitude. It's not a negative or even a positive. It's just a fact.

I was in a crazy, private, awesome bubble again, and that's when I started to write.