I'm envious of people who can sleep as long as they want. I have the circadian rhythm of a farmer.

As long as the world continues to be strange and interesting, I still want to take pictures of it.

I thought that my life would be spent working in a bookstore, teaching community college, and making music in my spare time that no one would be willing to listen to.

At the risk of sounding pedestrian, I'll be completely honest: the first thing I do in the morning is check Google News, partially because it seems sort of random and unbiased and partially because I tend to stay in hotels that don't necessarily have the fastest Internet connections.

I honestly haven't thought much about what to play and where, perhaps i should...it seems like most musicians are better at that than I am.

The solution probably doesn't look like the problem. If we have this propensity to worry, to be anxious, to be depressed, to be angry - focusing on the worry, anxiety, depression, and anger? Probably not gonna be the solution.

New York has inspired more remarkable music than any other city I can think of.