Puerto Rico has a stray dog problem. Tens of thousands of homeless canines - hundreds of thousands, by some estimates - live and die on the streets and beaches all over this Caribbean island of almost four million people.

I don't need a mirror to see that it's true, cause I'm ugly with a capital U.

I find myself a fascinating subject.

I don't think I'm romantic at all. I have a lot of faith in the right thing happening. I don't really hope for a lot of particulars, I just have faith that the right thing will happen most of the time.

I feel some kind of duty to be really, really honest as a writer. The same is true of my songwriting.

I get a little sick of myself as a solo artist. I get a little bit bored.

I tend to fall for the archetypal, talented, charismatic rock boy.