I Criticize My Own Work Pretty Harshly.

Sometimes If I'm Not Playing Well On Stage, I'll Purposely Play Even Worse; I'll Tear It Apart, Because I'm So Disgusted With What I'm Playing That I'll Go The Wrong Route: Instead Of Trying To Make It Better, I'll Go The Other Way And Really Make Myself Sound Bad. Which Is A Kind Of A Strange Outlook I Suppose, Really.

I Don't Use The Twang Bar Anymore. It's Become Too Popular.

Simplicity Is The Key.

The Cello Is Such A Melancholy Instrument, Such An Isolated, Miserable Instrument.

I Don't Play By Those Rules; I'm My Own Worst Enemy Sometimes. There's Something In Me That Has To Go Against The Grain. You Know, I Don't Like To Be A Dead Fish, Swimming With All The Other Dead Fish, I Like To Go Upstream Sometimes, Against The Flow.