I met this wonderful guy who owned an old pub near the Eiffel Tower called Malone's (he's French but it's an Irish name). He had a cellar with a piano and told me I could use it whenever I wanted to. I played lots of gigs down there. When I came back I played a show at the Knitting Factory.

As you get older as an animal on the planet, you want to get a little more comfortable, you want to get cozier.

Part of you just has to be in service of processing things and getting them out.

You ask a person what their personal favorite song on the album is, and it's literally the one with the least amount of listens if you looked at the statistics of it.

I think that you have to let yourself be agitated and annoyed and not be fully comfortable.

You're using your headphones to drown out your mind

So break me to small parts, let go in small doses, but spare some for spare parts.