Some of my music requires an obsessive-compulsive approach and a real embodiment of excessiveness. So I really have to live in that world of overstimulation. Sometimes I think it's like a drug; more is more, and you can never get enough. The older I get, the more I crave that excessive aesthetic. It's never going to satisfy me.

I'm terrified of just being myself because I think it's boring. I know who I really am and I think it's boring.

I think musicians should stay off television generally. I get asked all the time. Those shows are just promoting insipid comedies. Who watches those shows? And whoever does I don't think my music would speak to those people. I don't even want those people to hear what I'm doing.

When I live, I'll give it all I've got.

I don't really have a domestic inclination. Even my apartment has a semblance of a storage facility. It's just stacks, there are no bookshelves, just books and piles of stamp collections and weird little sewing and knitting projects.

Love is unconditional and incomprehensible. And I believe it's possible to love absent of mutual respect.

The round-up is an aggressive tradition. I'm trying to objectively be a steward of the tradition and what it means in its choreography.