I'm trying to find a way to make music work as a living. People used to make their living selling albums. Those days are over! It's kind of an odd time. I guess it's kind of like writing.

I'm not an anti-online person. I get what the modern world's about and I understand that that's the nature of music dissemination.

I love vinyl, but I'm not a 'vinyl person'. I still collect, but most of my stuff is digital.

You have to make rough decisions with sequencing and work within the limitations of having good audio for 15 minutes on a vinyl side.

My peer network is international. It's people all over the place who I know, and respect their work. It's not really delineated by traditional nationalist ideas.

I take the literary or textual aspect really seriously and I really enjoy writing weird album titles. I did a PhD; I enjoy writing.

I'm not a peak oil person. I'm not a biohazard apocalyptic kind of freak. I don't have a supply of weapons or gold bars under my house.

I download music just like anybody else, but it's a weird relationship when you're a musician.

Vinyl's just a fun endgame step. I work with analogue signal chains too, but the mp3 is the way I listen to music.

I found all my reading and writing informed my music in subtle ways. Ravedeath came out of studying the pipe organ, going to New Jersey - the world's loudest and biggest pipe organ.

Offness yields a hypnotic effect. The brain can see simplistic patterns that lock and it's boring after a while. I don't cater to that.

Nearly every moment of every day, we have the opportunity to give something to someone else - our time, our love, our resources.

BS is just what it stands for, an MS is More of the Same, and a PhD is Piled Higher and Deeper.

It was fun to talk too much [as Jebediah Woodley], to keep running your mouth whether the other characters want to hear it or not. That's part of what made this guy fun.

Today,’ said Lymond, ‘if you must know, I don’t like living at all. But that’s just immaturity boggling at the sad face of failure. Tomorrow I’ll be bright as a bedbug again.

You want to come home to a nice firm bed with the corners tucked in so you start over, like each night is like a new night.

Any guy in his right mind would die to play Batman.

The novel is a highly corrupt medium, after all - in the end the vast majority of them simply aren't that great, and are destined to be forgotten.

Performance for another in no way signals the inferiority of the performer to the one for whom the performance is intended.

When I was a baby, my mother tells me I never slept because I never wanted to miss anything.

Petitions are ridiculous.