Life's too short to drink crappy coffee and cry over boys who don't care.
There's a lot that's happened in my life that maybe I didn't want to happen, but I suppose it's led me to exactly where I am now.
Never take a person away from the music they love.
Everything that we've ever done has led up to this moment, so I presume there's a certain intricacy in that.
I think about dying but I don't want to die. Not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic. There's so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I'm still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can't quite figure out what the hell I'm doing or how to get out of it.
I’ve always tried to find God in lots of different things, whether that’s been drugs, women, etc, etc… But all those things are tangible and they exist and you can see them and you can feel them. Music doesn’t exist, physically. Yet is commands ever facet of my personality and it has the power to command people how to feel on a physical level, uncontrollably. And I find that so fascinating.
I'm just tired; I just want the world to be quiet for a bit.
People think that atheists have nothing to live for, but that's not true - it's that we have nothing to die for.
I'd kill myself without music. Immediately. Life is pointless without music for me.
I think I couldn't give myself any advice apart from just do exactly what I want.
We like to juxtapose our music with a more dour aesthetic.
The idea of being part of this tapestry of humanity is a far more enlightening idea for me than believing you are going to this different place when you die. The magic of reality is far more potent.
There's a point when you're dating someone where you become aware of all the things you kind of thought you couldn't depart from. You kind of build all of these nostalgias and sort of antiquated memories in your mind, and when you're at the point during the breakup, you realise, "you know what, it actually takes a bit more than all this bullshit".
I'm writing songs that connect to millions of people. And that happens for a reason. I don't really worry too much about people who aren't into it because that's the beauty of music. It's subjective. If every single person in the world loved our music, then that'd be weird.
One of my favorite quotes ever was from Slash from Guns and Roses and he said 'to be truly iconic, you need to be able to recognized in a silhouette'
We now live in a world where accessibility is paramount. So I think we just juxtapose that a little bit and maybe play the internet like a game because we don't like to be exposed as individuals, we like to be an entity.
Music drives me insane, the incessant presence of music in my life. It informs how I see the world; it drives me crazy
You feel like you want something, but you don't actually know what that is. I remember waking up the other night and really craving something, but not knowing what it is. That feeling has been prominent throughout my whole life. I think I try and fill that thing with lots of different things. I can't really stay still. I can't really not be stimulated. It's kind of a search of constant stimulation through other people, substances and stuff. I think that's what our lyrical content is about.
I think everything in life is an evolution, isn't it?
I like the idea of characters without shame, who hold nothing back.
I think one of the dangers of humor is becoming seduced by it and sacrificing the story for a few laughs.
So many characters are governed by the consequences of their actions, and I wanted to have a character who is the exact opposite.
I love the necessary ambiguity of short stories - there simply isn't time to render every detail, so much of the story that orbits the literal prose must happen in the reader's imagination. Who knows, maybe the dwindling attention spans means a lucrative future for short story writers.
I think that the internet is a beast of burden.
I don't believe in anything blindly supernatural.
