What most people call "chaos" is actually incredibly predictable and maddeningly boring - greed, close-mindedness, warring over power.

I try not to think about the drums themselves. If I do, I'll end up hitting myself in the head with a drumstick, or sustaining some weird injury.

I'm a rock-and-roll drummer, so my job is to create chaos.

I have music in my head; I can't help it. You can put a gun to my head and it's not going to go away. The privilege is that I'm not being prevented from following that.

I'm not unswayed by the opinions of others. I actually really value that, the idea that you can feel things the way somebody else might feel them is a really big part of doing music for me.

There's part of me that feels a privilege not to do music, but to do what everybody should be allowed to do, which is to do what you're driven to do.

It's weird to me to even say, "I wrote this song." I never feel like I wrote it; I feel like I heard it.

I've found that writing and playing music has so little to do with will, and so much to do with just finding what's there waiting for you.

It's very heartening to see people who I used to do music with still doing it.

That's one of the things that always grabbed me about rock music: There's a song, and you know how it goes, and you can sort of predict it, but a lot is left up to chance and interaction.

When we play, every day is different. All three of my bandmates surprise me all the time.

Conformity runs rampant through everyday life, and people want to read about characters that deviate from societal norms.

You MUST know You to do YOU!

The only place I've found peace in my life is in church. I owe my life to God.

Sloppy language leads to sloppy thought, and sloppy thought to sloppy legislation.

He that hath love in his brest, hath spurres in his sides.

For some time I lived in fear of receiving a letter signed 'S. Gollum'. That would have been more difficult to deal with.

Adapting is a common natural way for people to adapt to their environment.

Hate today, no love for tomorrow

Exercising can exorcise emotional pain.

I notice people that look good.