I Still Never Get Recognized. Small, Bald

For His Sake I'm Sorry That Robert Johnson Sold His Soul To The Devil, But For Our Sake And The Sake Of Music I'm Glad He Did.

I Have Actually Found Myself Buying Up More And More Old Analogue Gear. I Have This Strange Obsession With Old Drum Machines.

I Remember New York In The '80s As A Place With Vacant Lots That Would Eventually Give Over To Nature. Weeds Would Grow Up, Squirrels Would Move In. That Entropy Is Gone Now. It's Too Expensive To Let A Vacant Lot Go Natural.

For Me The Most Important Issue Is Climate Change Because It In Some Ways Trumps Every Other Issue. Everything Else We Care About Falls By The Wayside If The Greenland Ice Shelf Falls Into The Sea. And If Suddenly Sea Levels Rise 21 Feet, Everything We Hold Near And Dear Ceases To Exist.

The Way I Work On Music Is That I Go Into My Studio, And I Start Playing Music, And I See What Happens, And... I Never Think About It.