Ive been making music since I was 14, but for a while, I was afraid to perform.

You will never have the answers, but you have to keep pushing yourself and keep reading and keep working on yourself.

I was just a music lover who wondered what it would sound like if Otis Redding strapped on a guitar and played in a punk band. Thats it.

I guess I would call my music blues punk. Theres a lot of influences.

Blind Willie Johnson is a pretty big vocal influence. He can be very harsh, like gargly, gruff vocals, but also just slip into some very delicate, vulnerable soft stuff. I like that combination.

Even when I interviewed bands, it was about asking them about writing songs, so it was more for me than anybody else.

I dont think I ever wanted to be a journalist - I was more interested in what comes from being a journalist.

I hope that I can make music that helps people in some way or that they can connect with, and that I can just live a life where I'm surrounded by people that I love.

You have to have some kind of clarity or understanding of what's happening to write.

Life is short, so I am one of those people - and luckily my girlfriend is too - who wants to live everywhere. I don't know how long I'll be there, but I like it right now.

The world is made out of Nutella. You just need to stick your tongue out, so that you could really taste it.

We work for peace every time we exercise authority with wisdom and authentic love.

Life has an end. We are all on a transit.

Sometimes I think my scars are beautiful, but then I remember not everyone shares the same love of art.

I think life becomes a fabric of choices, interwoven, all related... I split my life into these two things, thief and lady

Dance allows confidence to grow and inhibitions to fall away, and I pride myself on building people's confidence.

What other people think is their problem.

When everything seems like its changed…its because things have." Ethan Wate in Beautiful Creatures.

Living is the original art. As a young man I wanted to be a poet and I learned along the way that I already was a poet.

In religion, What damned error but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament?