I Don't Eat Any Red Meat.

You Write A Lot Of Bad Songs Before You Write Good Ones. It Takes Time!

My Legs Are Really Long And That's Cool Apparently, But I'm Totally Klutzy. I Mean, I'm Like Bambi. I Fall All Over Myself Because I Can't Control My Arms And My Really Long Legs.

Touring Definitely Makes You Appreciate Home More, So When I Can Be Home, I Like To Stay Home.

I'm Always Writing. It's Kind Of A Curse: You Never Stop. But I Need Isolation To Write. So The Real Meat Of The Material Comes When I'm Off The Road.

Leaving Stage With A Bloody Scalp, It's Rock & Roll, I Guess, But I Want Some Hair At The End Of The Tour.