I don't think I'm a particularly good writer, and I'm not terribly insightful.

For his sake I'm sorry that Robert Johnson sold his soul to the devil, but for our sake and the sake of music I'm glad he did.

I've done the performing monkey stuff and massive breakdowns, it's just they weren't documented.

I think that growing up very poor in a very wealthy town gave me a sense of being an outsider, and I hated it when I was growing up.

I'm offended by the is-ought fallacy, which has been used to justify slavery, women not being allowed to vote, children working in factories.

I don't think I'm a particularly good writer, and I'm not terribly insightful.

Honestly, the most vulnerable part of my life is probably just honest expression, as cliché as that might sound.