I make music and I can’t stop. It’s a compulsion and an obsession and a curse.
I listen to NPR and baseball games when I’m in my car. I mean, exclusively NPR and baseball games, and that’s it, as far as the radio.
Everything’s been a struggle for me.
Puerto Rico has a stray dog problem. Tens of thousands of homeless canines – hundreds of thousands, by some estimates – live and die on the streets and beaches all over this Caribbean island of almost four million people.
I get a little sick of myself as a solo artist. I get a little bit bored.
Doing interviews can sometimes mess up my head. It makes me feel dirty. It’s frustrating how the press recycles a quote to death.
I think the reason I’ve been able to keep making music is because I’m not married, I don’t have kids.
I still have all the faith and love for my music and yet I’m still playing places for kids.
I want to paint. That is probably going to sound so pretentious coming from someone who’s been a musician.
I was just dying to get out of my twenties.
I’m kind of an emotional exhibitionist.
If life is a performance, and I am not an actor, am I supposed to lie down and die?
I finished ‘Beautiful Creature,’ and I felt somewhat unfulfilled. I felt like this other side of me needed to be released. Some of the songs I left off the album weren’t intense enough to be what I wanted. They weren’t hard enough.
I don’t need a mirror to see that it’s true, cause I’m ugly with a capital U.
I see a long lost home in his eyes. He sees a nice hotel in mine.
A lot of so-called Christian souls are not fine. People need to look inside themselves and look at the lives they’re leading and fix themselves before they try to fix other people.
How do you get up in the morning? Another wasted life it’s so boring The system never failed you You failed yourself and all of your friends Now your heart is failing too A total system failure they pronounce you.
I’ve been sleeping through my life Now I’m waking up And I want to stand in the sunshine I have never been ecstatic Had a flower but it never bloomed In the darkness of my wasted youth It was hiding in the shadows Learning to become invisible Uncover me.
It makes me feel good to have some comforting effect on someone that needs comfort.
I’m not a very good advice-giver.