I sang in art school, just to get money to smoke.

I believe that I am male and I am female.

You wake up one day and suddenly realize that your youth is behind you, even though you're still young at heart.

Elusive dreams and vague desires fanned to fiery needs by deadly deeds of falling empires.

The songwriting was almost like something I did while I was waiting for my daughter to come back.

I'm irresponsible to my career in order to paint. Because painting is obsessive. I forget to eat. I forget to sleep.

Paul Simon started piling up a lot of words, more than the bar could handle, and I stopped!