Then she kissed me and I realized she probably was right, there must be fifty ways to leave your lover.

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

Artie travels all the time. The rehearsals were just miserable. Artie and I fought all the time. He didn't want to do the show with my band; he just wanted me on acoustic guitar.

You have underestimated my power, as you will shortly discover.

I feel I should try to reveal. When you hit it right, you produce an emotional response in the listener that can be cathartic. When you're wrong, you're soppy, sentimental.

By the time I was 12 or 13, I felt that I was special, because I could play the guitar and write songs.

You sit and you let your fingers go to wherever they are going to go. You wait until you start to hear something, and you start to figure out what it is that you're doing. And then you add another piece next to that piece, and wait to see if some kind of pattern or something interesting starts to grow, and then you cultivate it.