The Less I Talk In Bars, Write

When Someone Really Goes To Tell You Something About What They're Thinking, They're Going To Wear That Experience With Them. That's What You Have To Share.

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 I'm In A Relationship And My Girlfriend Is Sleeping With Other People, I Don't Need To Know Who It Is; I Just Want To Know How She Feels About It.

I'm Definitely An Anomaly, But I'm Making Things. They're Selling, Say, Martinis, And I'm Kind Of Making Vintage Riesling. People Aren't Going To Sit There Very Often, Not Your Average Public, And Your Average Music-business Monster Is Not Going To Take The Time To Notice The Overtones And The Undertones Inside The Flavor. They'd Rather Just Have The Martini.

But I Really Do Have A Soft Spot For The Solo Shows. Any Musician Who Writes And Sings Will Tell You That's The Center Of It, That Is It. It's Almost Like There's Something Church-like About It And You Gotta Go Back There, If You're A Songwriter That Sings Your Material.