You know, when you're relaxed, you're putting it out there, and then it comes, oh, I can do that.

Valium would have helped that bash.

I've never been super confident about anything. The work is never as good as it could be.

It's the music that kept us all intact, kept us from going crazy.

Bodily changes take place, like the thing with the kick.

But I'm also talented and I know when I created something great and Perfect Night is something great, no doubt, no but.

How could you even dream or think something of someone who is as uncommercial as I am?