It was easier than explaining DiMaggio's use as a metaphor.

You know, life is what you make of it- so beautiful or so what.

There must be 50 ways to leave your lover.

Much of songwriting is simply a mystery.

Take two bodies and you twirl them into one, their hearts and their bones, and they won't come undone.

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

Someone told me it's all happening at the zoo.