We survived a Slayer crowd every night for about 50 days and thought we could do about anything after that.

I've always looked for the perfect life to step into. I've taken all the paths to get where I wanted. But no matter where I go, I still come home.

I haven't read anything but regurgitated rumors. Nothing new, and nothing true.

A lot of power-pop comes out of LA, a lot of speed metal comes out of New York.

I sing like a lark.