When you're a touring musician, you're always turning over new rocks and there's always a certain level of tension in your life. The music business, and the travel that comes with it, is stressful, challenging, redundant, exhausting, exciting, and often very depressing. After all of these years, I'm still trying to cope with aspects of it.

Songs are puzzles - you get an intro, or maybe an end, but you gotta fill in the rest. Sometimes they come easy and sometimes they're a pain in the ass.

There were a lot more girls at the shows early on. I'd get off stage and there would be options. Those days are long gone, thank god.

I feel like when the songwriting slows, I'd love to help others with their records. If it's something I really believe in, it's worth the effort.

I make music to process - because I have to, not for praise or accolades or reactions.

"The Moderately Talented..." is just a commentary on the conflict that happens when a young artist girl looks up to you, but you're attracted to them in a different way than they are to you.

Nylon string is still a new love and I'm not tired of it yet.