I've been walking to school and trying to figure out what's going on there; some of the production and songs are so ridiculous. I want to get inside that.

Around middle school I studied jazz guitar and ended up playing in a jazz band for a bit. But, after high school, I haven't even touched a guitar.

I describe my music as a mix of juices - Tropicana orange juice and a little bit of off-brand pineapple juice. I guess you could call it generic-brand pineapple-wave.

Video games have become this really weird medium where it's not quite mainstream but it's not quite art either.

I just go for what makes me feel good. Especially in 2011, it's so easy to sound like a dickhead when describing yourself because anything anyone says is a catch-word or a buzz-phrase.

I'm not really picky. Just as long as it's not the harder style of rap - anything that's about being on the come-up or your wealth doesn't go that well with marimbas.

Lewis Carroll. He was an odd one. Real name was Charles Lutwidge Dodgson. Completely denied having anything to do with the Alice books. Daft as a brush. You'd have liked him!

There are no flowers in the Moon

- What day is it?- It's today, - squeaked Piglet.- My favorite day, - said Pooh. ("Winnie-the Pooh", A.A. Milne)

You can easily tell he's a newlywed because he's still smiling at his mother-in-law.

I think it's cool people love to hate me.

For this alone on Death I wreak The wrath that garners in my heart: He put our lives so far apart We cannot hear each other speak.

You might be a legend one day if you just keep your head to the ground and never get overzealous and start thinking you've outdone yourself. That's the space I try to stay in.

There is nothing more seductive — and dangerous — than being listened to.

No doubt about it, in my career Ron Lyle hit me the hardest. One time he hit me so hard I didn't see it until I saw it on film when I woke up!

Every day you spend drifting away from your goals is a waste not only of that day, but also of the additional day it takes to regain lost ground.

Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor; for 'tis the mind that makes the body rich