and when they pulled her from the wreck, you know, she still had on her shades

I guess I've always lived upside down when I want things I can't have. My wife actually thinks I have a syndrome called Reality Distortion Field. It's kind of like drugs, only you can't come back from it. Reality Distortion is almost a permanent condition. Things come in and they go out: Presto, chango! To a certain extent, I did that with myself. As a kid, I did want to be an old-timer, since they were the ones with the big stories and the cool clothes. I wanted to go there. Now, I guess I want to bring that with me and go back in time.

You just write and you don't try to make sense of it. You just put it down the way you got it.

If you are recording, you are recording. I don't believe there is such a thing as a demo or a temporary vocal.

...and I'm standing on the corner of Fifth and Vermouth.

Most of the things you absorb you will ultimately secrete.

All records are riddles, and whatever you may want people to think it's about, it may just be throwing them off. And you don't want it to get in the way of what someone else's understanding is. It's not really about anything. At the same time, it will find some meaning.