We're a sentimental people. We like a few kind words better than millions of dollars given in a humiliating way.
When I'm on a roll nothing makes me happier or feel more satisfied, like plugging in, life makes sense.
I don't read music; I taught myself guitar.
When I first started writing, a friend said I should be careful because I'm letting people know how to reach right in and play with my workings. And they do!
Therapy is like telling your nightmares when you're a kid; they lose their power to hurt and control.
The husk could be some useless bloke or losing myself and changing my DNA with bottomless grief.
To me songwriting is more like redemption. I can extract the poison or the pollen, the essence from a situation and the rest becomes a husk that blows away.
Sometimes it falls upon a generation to be great, you can be that generation
How did anyone survive this world, with these bodies whose memories wouldn't stay in the past where they should? With the emotions that were so strond I couldn't tell what I felt anymore?
There are times when breakfast seems the one thing worth getting up for.
O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful! And yet again wonderful, and after that, out of all hooping.