People Learn At The Rate They Are

I'm Definitely An Anomaly, But I'm Making Things. They're Selling, Say, Martinis, And I'm Kind Of Making Vintage Riesling. People Aren't Going To Sit There Very Often, Not Your Average Public, And Your Average Music-business Monster Is Not Going To Take The Time To Notice The Overtones And The Undertones Inside The Flavor. They'd Rather Just Have The Martini.

With A Song, It Only Takes A Couple Of Minutes To Go Back To The Beginning And Try It Again To See If It Works. The Novel Freaks Me Out Because, What If You Get Into The Eighth Chapter And Think, 'let's Go To The Top And See If This Works Again? It's Going To Take Me Three Weeks.' I'm In Awe Of That.

My Parents Told Me I Must Get Married. I Was Seen As A Failure If I Didn't Do It.

The Less I Talk In Bars, Write Emails, Express Myself In An Emotionally Lewd Way Outside Of My Songwriting, The More I Have To Do It Through My Music.

I Drink A Lot, Probably Too Much. My Scene While Writing Lyrics Is Always A Bottle Of Scotch And Stacks Of Note Cards, Pencil And Pencil Sharpener. I Throw Around Note Cards And Drink.