I Want People To Listen To My

Notes Don't Make Music Until You Learn To Insert Silence Between Them.

My Job Is To Be Some Sort Of Music/lyric Psychic, To Figure Out That That's The Right Song To Not Fight The Lyric.

The Press Is Like Any Business. Its A Group Of Really Intelligent Individuals That Ends Up Being One Slathering, One-eyed, Drooling Monster.

I Used To Do This Big Rant At The End Of Some Gigs With Ben Folds Five. The Band Broke Into This Big Heavy Metal Thing And I Started As A Joke To Scream In A Heavy Metal Falsetto. I Found Myself Saying Things Like: Feel My Pain, I Am White, Feel My Pain.

If The Melody Is Telling Me This Is What The Song Is About, Then I'm Sort Of Forced Into Confession, Autobiography Or Fantasy. If I Don't Do That, I've Hamstrung The Melody.