The way we teach is a very linear kind of way.

The best thing is to find something you really love to do and enjoy that process for the rest of your life.

I have great samples of my drums and I try to program them pretty much how I want to play them, try and make it feel natural even though it's programmed.

I'm not going to limit myself in ways to compose or how I should record. You just do what you can with what you've got at the moment.

Japan and Europe seem to have a little more cultural education and so the crowds have been a little more big and enthusiastic, and the places I've played seem a little more classy.

Money and fame are very inconvenient and very problematic.

I'm happy doing what I do. That's ok. Some guy could appear tomorrow and do it much better than me, and so be it, but right now I'm just happy to be who I am doing what I do.

You just write one word and that tells you what the next word is going to be.

I just want to make music on the drums.

You just chip away until the puzzle is complete.

I think by the time I finished college I was calling myself a professional because I was, you know. I was making a living playing music.

The economic game is not supposed to be rigged like some shady ring toss on a carnival midway.

You can't drink all day if you don't start in the morning.

There are so many people in the world with so many different perspectives. But ultimately, at the heart of it, they're people.

What's with the cute shoelace on your head?" "What this?" He flicked the end of the cord with his finger. "Yeah. Rambo called, he wants his bandana back.

Banning guns is an idea whose time has come.

Go home and write / a page tonight. / And let that page come out of you - / Then, it will be true.

it is a waste of time to ask more of people than they have to give.

Never do anything that isn't play.

A god that created the world and then walked off the site leaving it to its own devices is not a fit object of worship, nor a source of moral authority.

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more; it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.