Every second is mapped out and he has this total childish fascination with color and shapes and sequences.
The only things that are a little bit newer are the CD burners, but we hid them under the table, so basically we had the feeling we were somewhere completely different, in another time.
Like, people recognizing me on the street never interested me.
It's the emotion of it that hits me, more than anything technical.
It's hard to get that real good feeling about festivals sometimes.
Apparently, there's a little red demon dwarf that haunts the city, and before every major bad thing that's happened, it's appeared to somebody. Last time, he appeared in a Cadillac.
I remember rehearsing it, and it was the one that we were really excited about and thought would sound the best, and once it was down on tape, it was like, This doesn't actually sound that good.