Land of snap decisions, land of short attention spans, nothing is savored long enough to really understand.

Musically, I would never run dry. Any time I sit down to an instrument, I could write a song.

I like to move around. I travel. I've driven across country by myself.

Fibers in a variety of colors protrude out of my skin like mushrooms after a rainstorm. They cannot be forensically identified as animal, vegetable or mineral.

They paved paradise and put up a parking lot.

When I was 19 I went to art school. I had six months of teaching myself to play baritone ukulele under my belt so I was sort of a novice folkie... I was singing folk songs at that time.

Heart and humor and humility, he said will lighten up your heavy load.