I've been thinking a lot about space. It was one of those slow-motion realisations how little we are, how far we are from everything else in our solar system. This idea of distance started kind of haunting me. How do you go forth and accomplish things but not end up leaving everything you started out with in the dust?

The piano is not firewood -- yet.

I think that so many people don't understand how easy it is to be broke, how easy it is to find yourself in a situation where you're in an absolutely foreign place.

You are always growing, so maybe the way that you bring the songs forward and translate them is more mature.

I just think music is one of those frontiers where people really want the "I" to be you.

I always have kind of a few books going at the same time.

This is the way I want to die. Torn apart by angry fans who want me to play a different song.