When I Listen To Music These Days,

The Whole Slacker Generation Totally Didn't Apply To Us Musically.

We Only Do What Feels Right. If Something Feels Forced Or Contrived, Then We Pull Back. We Remain The Foo Fighters.

To Women, Drummers Seem Like These Adorable, Sexy Neanderthals, And Lead Singers Seem Mysterious And Dangerous. So While The Lead Singers All Want To Be David Bowie, Floating Into Parties And Being The Center Of Attention, It's The Drummers Who Are In The Corner Doing Keg Stands And Breaking Tables. Usually It's The Drummers Who Get The Fun-loving Ladies And The Singers Who Get The Nutcases.

When I Was A Teenager, Working Towards Dropping Out Of High School To Starting To Tour With Bands, I'd Drive Around In My Vw Bug Every Morning Before School, Very Stoned Listening Over And Over To Zeppelin. This Song Got To Me Because It Just Seemed Mystical. There Is Something About Those Celtic Tunings That Almost Sounds Eastern. Somehow It Would Sweep Me Up Into My Own Little Trance-like State, Like Sting With Those Shamans In The Amazon. But All I Had Was A Bong And A Led Zeppelin Cassette.

When You're Sequencing A Record, You Want The Listener To Stick With It From Beginning To End, And In Order To Do That, You Really Have To Map Out The Journey From The First Song To The Last.