I Feel Like My Secret Magic Trick

Santa Barbara Is My Hood. I Mean, It's Not Much Of A Hood, But It Is Definitely Like My Hood. I Claim Santa Barbara Like I Claim My Family. I'm Going To Be Married And Buried There.

I'm On This Extraordinary Adventure, And If I Have No One To Talk To At The End Of The Night, I Feel Lonely.

I Think Some People Will Die On The Stage, And I'm Not So Sure I Want To Do That. Like, I Want To Have Kids! I'm Totally Fine With Saying That. I Think Some People Are Scared Because They're Worried It's Going To Ruin Their Career, But I Want To Live A Full Life.

The First Songs I Wrote Were Catchy, But The Subject Matter Was God.

My Religious Upbringing Was Comically Strict — Even The Dirt Devil Vacuum Cleaner Was Banned. In Our House, No One Was Allowed To Refer To Deviled Eggs. We Had To Call Them Angelic Eggs. We Were Never Allowed To Swear. I'd Get Into Trouble Just For Saying 'hell No'. If You Dropped A Hammer On Your Toe In Our House You Had To Say Something Like 'jiminy Christmas'. The Only Music We Were Allowed To Listen To Was Gospel. No Wonder I Rebelled.