My mom and dad met at Anaheim High School.
Standing knee deep in a river and dying of thirst.
A gourmet meal without a glass of wine just seems tragic to me somehow.
And in fact, I think the more we start to worship perfection the more soul leaks out of art.
So all of these things are going on that make you wake up and realize you are a mortal person. You can choose to cruise through your life, but if you do, you're going to open your eyes at some point, and it's gone.
You have to listen to what resonates within your own gut. You find your direction there. Your voice comes out.
Sally Barris has a voice like sparkling crystal. You could have knocked me over with a feather the first time I heard her. Her writing is from a deep, yet innocent, place and her point of view is just a bit off center. I am excited for her, she is standing at the beginning of her journey in this town, with all of it ahead of her. It reminds me of the first time I heard Beth Nielson-Chapman or Nanci Griffith. It's going to be fun to watch.
Like most bands we're a family, family before band. If we broke up tomorrow, we'd still be friends.
It's nice that all the composers have said that nobody interprets a lyric like Fred Astaire. But when it comes to selling records I was never worth anything particularly except as a collector's item.
What we love is that Glenn Geller admits to being a superfan of Big Brother and obviously he seems to be a big fan of reality TV, which is fabulous. He's been really, really excited and has just been smiling through all of our meetings so it's always a lot of fun.
Don't expect to be able to upload your cat's brain into your Roomba any time soon.