Eat The Pain. Send It Back Into

Everyone I Know Shares Toothbrushes. Everyone I Know Sleeps On Each Other's Floor. Everyone I Know Uses What They've Got And Shares What They've Got.

We Can Only Connect The Dots We Collect, Which Makes Everything You Write About You... Your Connections Are The Thread That You Weave Into The Cloth That Becomes The Story That Only You Can Tell.

I Think People Have Been Obsessed With The Wrong Question, Which Is How Do We Make People Pay For Music? What If We Started Asking, How Do We Let People Pay For Music?

On Many Days, Harder Than The Act Of Making The Art Itself Is The Act Of Sharing It And Living In A Culture That You Know Is Built To Tear You Down.

The World Needs Actual Excitement And Emotion More Than It Needs Cool People.