Well, people who are blues purist types are usually the most vocal and the ones that pop up on the websites.

If you get raised up having everything you want and then get put out in the world and try to live your own life, you've never had anything to train you how to live.

Apparently, there's this whole set of disgruntled people but obviously it's not my intention to offend anyone by changing the style of music that I've done.

During a big rock show, you can flub a few things and nobody will hear it, because it gets buried under everything else.

Who I am musically I hope will just keep changing and changing.

I'm not a fast, stream-of-consciousness lyricist at all - I know some guys who are, and if there is one skill I wish I had, it's that.

I have an awesome church home and an awesome Pastor down in L.A., and I couldn't be happier.

Cause I enjoy both, I enjoy recording and playing live, but yeah, the rush of playing live is really something.

But I needed to prove to everyone that I was a serious musician.

Right, yeah, you know, my favorite thing just globally about music is just hopefully I'm able to be, you know, blessing the people in any way that I can.

Sometimes I'll get a burst when I write lyrics, it usually happens in 20 minutes and I'll write the whole song, and that's really the only way it feels comfortable.

I can feel it, logic is trying to distract me but my heart it's screaming it's him.

My father couldn't warm my frozen hands.

A heart makes a good home for the friend.

What use are socks? They only produce holes.

People can't figure me out; they can't process me. I don't expect them to. You can't process me with a normal brain.

Even a minute of dying is better than an eternity of nothingness.

Measure what can be measured, and make measureable what cannot be measured.

I know how hard it can be to communicate in a different country, find your way around, and deal with the mentality of other people and different cultures.

Sometimes I think nothing is simple but the feeling of pain.

My idea of man's chief end was to enrich the world with things of beauty, and have a fairly good time myself while doing so.