When I look back at all the crap I learned in high school, it's a wonder I can think at all.

How much can you do with two voices? You can sing thirds or you can sing fifths or you can do a background harmony.

Blessed are the sat upon, spat upon, ratted on.

One man's ceiling is another man's floor.

Although I was able to study music with teachers, I never studied lyric writing. I read poetry, and I read other lyricists. But they were never writing in the style or the form that I was interested in.

I am just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told, and I have squandered my resistance, for a pocket full of mumbles, such are promises. All lies in jest, still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest...la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lala-la-la-la-la...

I'm always going forward toward something, and that something is usually an album, because I like to record. I probably like to record more than I like to write.