My bed isn't made, I'm tired, I haven't slept well for two weeks. I haven't been laid in a month. I don't have a girlfriend. I have a warrant for my arrest.

Andrew Wood's death changed things for a few weeks. I probably got even heavier into drugs after that.

People have the right to ask questions and dig deep when you're hurting people and things around you, but when I haven't talked to anyone in years, and every single article I see is dope this, junkie that, whiskey this- that ain't my title...my bad habits aren't my title. My strengths and talents are my title.

We started this band as kids, and as time has gone on, we've grown and are learning to accommodate each others' differences.

The songs are about things that we were thinking and we wrote 'em down, and when you listen to 'em, whatever you think it's about... THAT'S what it's about!

We write about ourselves because we know about ourselves.

I'm not doing well. Don't try to talk about this to my sister Liz. She will know it sooner or later.