I Have Selective Hearing.

Practice. I Used To Sit On The Edge Of My Bed With A Six-pack Of Tuborg. My Brother Would Go Out To Party And Get Laid, Come Home At 3am., And I Would Still Be Playing With Myself.

We Make Music For A Living. Like I've Always Said, If You Like What You're Doing, You're Halfway There; If Someone Else Likes It, That's Even Better. If They Don't Like It, At Least You Like It. Not To Be Selfish, But You Kind Of Have To Be.

We're Musicians. We Make Music For A Living. It's That Simple. Nothing Else Matters.

I Have Pictures Of Me Sitting In The Racquetball Court In My Pajamas With An Acoustic Guitar, And Wolfgang Is Probably Just Two-and-a-half-feet Tall. I'll Never Forget The Day I Saw His Foot Tapping Along In Beat! I Knew Then, I Couldn't Wait For The Day I'd Be Able To Make Music With My Son. I Don't Know What More I Could Ask For.

Every Song Is Like A Kid. How Can You Have That Many Kids And Have A Favorite? Which One Do I Like To Hang Most With?