No Matter Who Weaves In And Out

I Don't Think That Village Idea Of Actually Knowing What You're Contributing To The Whole Exists Anymore.

No Matter Who Weaves In And Out Of Your Life, Regardless Of The Quality Of Those Deep Friendships And Familyships, I'm The Only Common Denominator At This Point Who's Been With Me The Whole Time. And There's This Sense Of Trying To Make Sense Of That Ultimate Solitude. It's Not A Negative Or Even A Positive. It's Just A Fact.

Musically, I Didn't Relate To Berlin. There Seemed To Be A Lot Of Machine Music Made There - I Don't Think I Saw A Stringed Instrument In Two Years.

I Never Really Lived Outside Of The City Growing Up, But I'm Always Looking In Between The Lines Of The City, And I Magnetize Over To The Green Spots.

When I Stopped Touring, It Was Like Trying To Stop A Bullet Train Or A Giant Lead Ball Falling From A 100 Stories Up - It's Momentum And It Doesn't Just Stop. I Drew A Line In The Calendar And Made It A Brick Wall And Just Stopped Dead. There Was No Other Way. It Would've Taken Another 100 Years To Slow Down Slowly. I Had To Let Myself Imagine A Calendar With No Lines; When Every Single Day Is Being Predetermined Six Months In Advance, There's No More Fluidity To Time.