I Guess There Are A Lot Of

I'm In The Countryside Outside Of Paris, In A Beautiful Old Manor House. The Studio Is In The Basement, But We Decided To Set Everything Up In The Old Parlor And Dining-room Area So We Can Look At Each Other And (at) The Sunshine Coming Through The Stained-glass Windows. It's Pretty Idyllic, And I Think It's Spoiling Me. I'll Have To Go Back To Regular Life After This.

I Haven't Been Living Anywhere Because I've Been On Tour For The Past Two Years.

I Just Went To Europe, Spent A Year Traveling, And Then I Came Home With A Finished Album And Said, "hey Everyone I'm Back!" I Gave Everyone Their Lighters From Luxembourg, Gave Them The Postcards From Italy And Rome, Then Said, "hey Look, I Made A Record, Too" And Played It For Them. The General Reaction Was Shock, Because It Was So Different From What They've Known Me To Do.

If You Keep Bashing Your Head Against The Same Wall, At Some Point You're Going To Fall Over And Be Still For Awhile.

Surreal Can Be Exciting And Good, And It Can Be Like Living Inside An Alien Landscape, And It Can Be Completely Interesting, Or You Can Be Alienated From Your Own Life - Inside Your Own Life, It Doesnt Feel Familiar Any More.