I firmly believe artists should be paid for what they create.
During the downtime on tour, I simply walk from room to room, staring into my computer.
Play music that means something to you. Make it happen for yourself.
I would probably say, ‘Don’t worry so much about stuff as you grow up.’
The Beatles never get old.
As a producer, I’m an objective observer, helping a band form their ideas into a cohesive album. It’s a step back from the intimacy of creation.
We reserve the right to make fun of every single person on planet Earth.
Too many bands practice in their garage, play a couple of shows locally, and expect opportunities to appear from the sky. Bands have to push, work, grind, and struggle to make it happen on their own.
Writing music and lyrics that mean something personal to me. It’s an exciting, intense, cathartic, this-is-who-I-am experience.
Being a producer is a very different experience than writing my own songs.
Never let anyone tell you how to live your life.
The collectability of music is something lost in the age of MP3s and album downloads. Holding an album in your hands and having the full-sized artwork reconnects the artist and the listener.
Maybe people would be surprised to know that I listen to old Neil Diamond albums from time to time. The man rocks. I defy anyone to prove me wrong.
Ideally, each week, I’d like to have rad, intelligent, creative, funny guests with different takes on the world of music. I will ask them all what their favorite blink-182 song is, and what they like best about me as a person.
Music is in every country and every culture around the world. It’s universal.
Make yourself do something stupid so when you really do something stupid you won’t feel so bad.
I don’t really have any secret shames. If I like an artist, I like them. Nothing to feel embarrassed about.
When people are amped up, they listen to more upbeat, loud songs. A Frank Sinatra album sets a certain mood, just as a Clash record sets another.
Now everything is available at the push of a button, and that thrill of the search is gone. With vinyl albums and special edition releases, I feel like that’s coming back.
There is nothing more awkward and more laughable than a naked dude with his wiener flopping.