I Wrote The Album [metals] In The

No Matter Who Weaves In And Out Of Your Life, Regardless Of The Quality Of Those Deep Friendships And Familyships, I'm The Only Common Denominator At This Point Who's Been With Me The Whole Time. And There's This Sense Of Trying To Make Sense Of That Ultimate Solitude. It's Not A Negative Or Even A Positive. It's Just A Fact.

So, I'm On Sesame Street, Walking Around With All These Monsters, Elmo And His Buddies, A Whole Bunch Of Chickens, A Whole Bunch Of Penguins And A Number Four Dancing About. It Was Just Pure Joy, Simple, Ridiculous Fun, Stupid Joy. There's No Irony. Sesame Street Is Just A Crazy Great Place To Be.

With Music, I Wasn't Curious Anymore. There Was No Dialogue. By The Time I Stopped, I Knew It Wasn't Going To Be Gone Forever, But It Just Wasn't The Right Time For Me To Care About That.

There Are Certain Parts Of Chords That Resolve Things And Tie A Bow, And Others That Keep Things Open And Unanswered.

You Hit A Guitar, You Hit A Note, You Hit A Drum, You Hit An Organ. Meat And Potatoes. Simplicity. Not Getting Too Caught Up In Little Tweezers Of Perfection.