I'm A Very Vicious Critic Of Myself.

My Voice Is Soft, But Oh, My Heart Roars!

A Dream Is A Massive Magic Trick Of The Mind. No Amount Of Science Could Explain Away The Mysterious Wonder.

Look, Here Are We, On This Starry Night Staring Into Space, And I Must Say, I Feel As Small As Dust, Lying Down Here...

The Idea That We're Somehow Centrally Important To The Planet's Existence Is Pretty Comical - Although I'd Like Us To Be.

I Find A Therapy In Playing Music, In Many Different Ways. At This Point, I'm Incredibly Grateful For The Relationship That It's Given Me With The Men That I Play Music With. It's A Great Journey, And I'm Really Grateful For That. And Also, Being Able To Scream At The Top Of My Lungs In Front Of People Is Very Therapeutic.