I Was Just Dying To Get Out

I Make Music And I Can't Stop. It's A Compulsion And An Obsession And A Curse.

When I First Started Making Music, I Didn't Really Know What I Was Doing. I Just Wanted To Write Songs. I Didn't Have A Concept. I Didn't Think It Through. I Was Just Flailing Around Doing What Comes Naturally. It Took Me A Really Long Time To Step Back And Deal With What I Was Doing With Any Kind Of Perspective Or Self-awareness.

Once I Picked Up An Electric Guitar, I Lost Interest In Piano, And I Just Wanted To Rock. I Studied Piano For So Long, I Got Burned Out On It.

It May Seem Strange, But The Most Grateful I've Ever Felt Was When I Was Held Up At Gunpoint. After I Handed Over My Wallet And The Mugger Ran Off Into The Woods, I Thought, 'thank You For Not Shooting Me.' I Was Overwhelmingly Glad To Be Alive And Unharmed.

I Don't Believe Songs That Try To Say Everything In A Simple Slogan.