I’m forever near a stereo saying, ‘What the fuck is this garbage?’ And the answer is always the Red Hot Chili Peppers.

And mostly all I have to say about these songs is that I love them, and want to sing along to them, and force other people to listen to them, and get cross when these other people don't like them as much as I do.

I think there is a certain perversity in my music in that I continue, you know, to eat at the same ball of vomit year after year.

The blues is instilled in every musical cell that floats around your body.

Musicians are at the bottom of the creative pyramid and authors are at the top, and many people think it's unacceptable for someone to attempt to jump from the bottom to the top of the pyramid.

My music has to do with beauty, and it's intended to, if not lift the spirits, then be a kind of a balm to the spirits.