I've always been obsessed by visual art as I have been by music personally, but that doesn't mean anything professionally.
I always like to have an atlas just so that I can find things out. It's always good to have an almanac; those sort of things.
San Francisco has a flowers-in-your-hair kind of vibe, while Chicago's got this very funny, big-city/small-town coolness to it.
Isn't it strange how we move out lives for another day? Like skipping a beat, what if a great wave should wash us all away?
I think making things that aren't necessarily shiny, happy feelings, putting them in that environment is sometimes an easy way to deal with the ugliness. Like, I know that as a kid, that I found - I think I learned this a bit from my mother - that if I could be as warm around strangers, no matter how strange or what different environment I was in, that people tended to be warm back.
I'm from a very politically and socially conscious family. My mother always made a point of making us look at what was going on around us and take stock of our part in it.
There's war - there's always been war, as long as most of us have been alive. There have always been people being abused, there's always been horrible things in the world. Why are we outraged? We should just be quiet and figure it out, and work it out together.
I want to figure out a way to not be stupid with money, then make a whole bunch of it, then I want to move to Outer Mongolia. I want to milk a yak. Maybe I'll just settle for a cow.
When I look at how fortunate I've been, being a musician... my response to being overpaid is that I should pay it back to my community in some way.
I'm not a real gadgety person. But bottle opener is probably the gadget I can't live without. Actually, I can open a bottle of beer pretty easily without it, but wine is always too much of a pain in the (rear) to open that up. So a corkscrew is probably the gadget that I can't live without.
In so many areas of life, I'm a spaz and incompetent.
Everything good needs replacing
Why won't you run in the rain and play, let the tears splash all over you?
