They Don't Make Coats For This Kind

It's Hard To Be Bipolar And Bicoastal At The Same Time.

This Is Going To Sound Crazy, But I Can Hear Music In My Head. I Can Imagine A Piano Or A Guitar Playing, And I Can Sort Of Think Out.

I Like The Idea That Within The Structure Of The Song, Some Kind Of Built-in Improvisation Keeps Them Fragile And In Their Moment, So That I'm Not Projecting So Much, So That My Perception Of The Song Doesn't Interfere With What Its Real Body Is. Sometimes It's Like Telling A Story That I Heard In Passing, And I Don't Want It To Become Completely Mine.

I Got On The Phone With The President Of My Label And I Said, "obviously, I Write Songs In A Lot Of Styles And Play A Lot Of Different Kinds Of Music. We're Getting Toward The End Of Our Business Collaboration. If You Could Envision A Record That You Wanted To Hear From Me, What Kind Of Record Would It Be?" It Wasn't Like Asking Him To Fill An Order, It Was Really Just A Conversation. For All The Things I'd Ever Asked Him, This Was One Thing I'd Never Asked, And I Don't Know Why. So I Was Curious. And The Thing That He Was Most Interested In Hearing Was A Solo Record.

It Sounds Like I'm Channeling Or Something, And I Don't Really Fully Understand What It Is. I'll Get A Piece Of Paper And Write Down What I Think Is Coming To Me. And I'll Play It Once. Whether It's Being Recorded Or Not, I Can Then Usually Remember It For A Sometimes Shocking Amount Of Time.