The ones we wish could hear us have heard it all before.

If I do something weird, play it twice and it's a new part.

Could hell be a place where there is no self-respect? A place where people have no pride in their own existence or behavior, and thus would have none for anyone or anything else?

People don't realize the limitations of 200 words, and the way they get chiselled down into a song that has to be sung.

The tarot card 'The Tower' seemed a chilling reflection of the events of September 11, 2001.

Once I had defined myself as a compositional drummer, I thought, "Well, I want to be an improvisational drummer."

You can do a lot in a lifetime, if you don't burn out too fast/You can make the most of the distance/First you need endurance/First you've got to last.