The Second 'postal Service' Album Is Threatening

I Like Writing On Piano And A Computer, And A Lot Of 'plans' Came Out Of Samples And Vocal Lines.

Hall & Oates Is One Of The Few Musical Groups As Satisfying Now As It Was Back Then. There's Something Incredibly Musically Satisfying About Their Songs. Nothing Has Diminished My Love For Them.

Keeping Fans Loyal Is A Delicate Balance. Therein Lies The Challenge For Any Band That's More Than A Couple Albums Deep. It's Like, How Do You Continue To Make Records That Are Representative Of Who You Are That Your Fans Will Recognize As Your Band, While Still Trying To Push Things Forward And Present New Sounds For People.

Because Of My Age And What I Do For A Living And The Amount Of Time That I've Spent Away From My Family And Loved Ones, I'm Starting To Relate More To The Late-period Kerouac Stuff In The Way That I Once Related To The Fun And Excitement Of The Early Material. There's A Darkness Inside Of Me That I'm Only Now Starting To Come To Grips With And Accept. And It's Starting To Scare Me.

You Look Back At A Time You Idealize Now And You Only Remember The Good Stuff. You Tell The Stories About The Hard Stuff And Just Laugh About It Now. You Don't Remember How Difficult It Was To Be Stranded In Austin After Driving 52 Hours From Seattle In A Rainstorm And Having Nowhere To Stay For Five Hours. You Remember That Stuff And Laugh About It Now. You Don't Feel It The Way You Did Back Then When You Were So Scared And Nervous And Tired And Hungry. We Always Idealize The Past Because We Don't Feel The Painful Stuff The Way We Used To.