My brother and I were meditating before we were 6 years old, having to stare at the wall and chant.
My parents didn't treat me as if there was anything in the world I couldn't do, except be unkind.
Nirvana was pop. You can have distorted guitars and people say it's alternative, but you can't break out of pop music's constructs and still get extensive radio play and media coverage.
Popular music sucks so bad right now.
That's my dream job, to be able to mail songs out to people who want to hear them. Paste my face on them and not travel all over the world trying to sell them.
The songs keep on writing themselves, and I really love them. It's as close as I get to a religion.
We need a day of the dead. That's a perfect celebration.
You have to follow every melodic line, every emotional idea, or you don't get your money's worth.
