If you lose count of how many cookies you ate, the calorie intake ceases to exist. True story.

I like taking my time and seeing the things around me and appreciating the now. I started to realize that the things that helped me do that were these things that brought me love, brought me joy. And if we're all just falling towards an eventual end, falling towards the ground, then these things are parachutes.

I've always been in bands writing songs with friends in order to play shows or record a future record.

My first show was when I was a high school freshman, but it was at the junior class dance. My older friend and bandmate booked it.

If I couldn’t play, I wouldn’t be alive.

If you lose count of how many cookies you ate, the calorie intake ceases to exist. True story.

I feel like the personal me and the artistic me are separate, but connected. It's almost like a Jekyll and Hyde thing. As much as you try to keep them apart, they end up together. I'm very much aware that when I'm miserable on the creative side - if I can't make things work a certain way - it really detracts from being the father I want to be. So in order to ultimately be a good father and the man I want to be I know I need to keep my creative side in check, or at least a little bit happy. It's weird how it's intertwined that way.