I'm old-school. I want to be there to drop off my daughter at school and pick her up.

I don't use simple words. I make games and puzzles with my songs.

I want to work on some more complicated baking... and it would be interactive!

I learn so much from writing with other musicians, asking questions about their playing style and gear, and hanging out, too.

You are the treasure custodian, cleaning the moon for me, scouring the sky so the stars would shine bright.

In order to handle my emotional pain I talk to friends about it, I write, I breathe, and most of all, I put it in perspective.

I have many memories of waking up to eat breakfast that my mother carefully prepared for us and her saying, what do y'all want for lunch, and as we're eating lunch, what do y'all want for dinner? It's always about the next meal