When You've lost it all....thats when you realize that Life is Beautiful.

Sometimes I think I should just buy a blow-up party doll. Same level of intelligence, plastic, and full of air. The problem is, I'd probably fall in love.

Selling my soul would be a lot easier if I could just find it.

I used to think the only way to be truly alive is to confront your mortality.

If I could make a record in two minutes and thirty seconds, I'd do it. I want the creativity, and I don't give a f - k about the snare sound.

I keep interested and I keep my eyes wide open...I try to read as much as possible...try to go to places that are off the beaten path...and I love to listen in on other peoples conversations...all the things that are floating around out there and I regurgitate it with my perspective...lyrically and musically.

I feel my spot is somewhere between a bass player and a rhythm guitar player. I play with a pick. I play very aggressively. I always have a distortion pedal in line, and I play less melodies and do more stuff against the guitars that create melodies.