I'm so disconnected from an indie-rock community that I am the hermit people used to guess I was.

There are only two stories: either you go forward or you die.

From a very young age, I was the kind of kid you can just put anywhere and I'd still find stuff to be stoked about.

Giving up and doing something else (nursing, for me) was exactly what eventually led me to making music that other people wanted to hear.

Back in the 90s, if you did mail order in music, you could make a good living doing it if you could hustle.

I get nostalgic about having lived in Ames, Iowa, even though being a vegetarian in Iowa is not fun.

It's hard to stay positive when there's a lot of evil in the world.