You can give me 400,000 hostile people and I won't even break sweat. If you give me 200 adoring people, my mouth will dry out.

I heard someone from the music business saying they are no longer looking for talent, they want people with a certain look and a willingness to cooperate.

I try not to steal from myself, but the modalities create similarities.

Rationally I have no hope, irrationally I believe in miracles.

Fly silly sea bird, no dreams can possess you, no voices can blame you for sun on your wings.

A few drinks later you're not so choosy when the closing lights strip off the shadows on this strange new flesh you've found.

What I do is unusual: chordal movements that have never been used before, changing keys and modalities mid-song.