I named my son Noah for the same reason Chris Martin named his apple: we're asses.
It's easy to be miserable. Being happy is tougher - and cooler.
I'm baking stories, and singing cookies, oh the tonderous wimes!
Most of my dancing is actually convulsions from having to listen to my own music
I recently enrolled at an elementary school and they accepted me. I am finally going to get revenge on those kids that beat me up as a boy, assuming they are still attending.
I'd go onstage doing this thing, trying to fill this arena that I can't fill because I don't understand what this is. It's like you're given a job that's beyond you. And it's taken me years to realize what works in those big situations.