I can see that if this was an album done 10 or 15 years ago we could see we were moving on to some place else.

Music is amazing. There's some metaphysical comfort where it allows you to be isolated and alone while telling you that you are not alone... truly, the only cure for sadness is to share it with someone else.

I think if you're lucky, you start to make music and it gets things out.

It is comforting to know that there is at least one place where we can go and be confident that we will find an audience thirsting to find new music. Paste Magazine is that place. It's loss would create a very large black hole.

We hear so many records these days that are done with click tracks, as opposed to a drummer.

Most artists I run into aren't that thrilled with what they do anyway. They are glad to have different versions out there to see which one the audience likes the best.

If SANTA CLAUS came down the chimney in a f**king jogging suit, you wouldn't even know it was him.