“Like the idea that every night might be the night before the world ends.”

I subscribe to the idea that personality is like a muscle.

So I wanted to create soundscapes that are evocative of places that only exist in your head – that’s where the fun, psychedelic stuff happens anyway.

The Internet really does create this dimension around the music that’s always in relation to what else is happening at the moment.

It’s cool but also a little creepy.

There’s no real template to follow these days for what a band should and shouldn’t be – bands are just becoming these weird little Internet avatars that you either follow or download or interact with in some removed way.

When you completely extract yourself from anything familiar.

I think the Internet has a way of coaching you into this state of mind where you think that every step you make needs to completely supersede the last.

And we use it to read album reviews and watch kitten videos… not to put those two things in the same light!

There’s something really fun and spooky about that teenage feeling of narcissism or indestructibility.

But all you can do is ignore the annoying hum of the machine and focus on making art that makes you excited to be alive.

Because anybody can find their fan base through the Internet.

You start reverting back to that state of mind where you’re having conversations with yourself, and that’s where the weirdest and most honest ideas come from.

Memory is just as much of an instrument as anything else in music.

I don’t mind that I’ve created an identity around what I do.

Let alone 15 minutes – to decide what you think about it.

And sometimes you have to let it go limp and detach yourself from any associations.

How would I myself live in this proposed society? How long would it be before I went stark staring mad?

Before this country came on the scene, for thousands of years people did things the same way. Within 200 years of the advent of this nation, men were walking on the moon, and I want us to recognize this is the kind of people that we are. We’re creative with a lot of ingenuity and a lot of energy.

This was it. Together. Forever. As we left it all behind, the sun warmed my back, lighting the way before us. I knew of no better omen.

An ass may bray a good while before he shakes the stars down.

The infant breaks his toy, bites his nurse’s breast, strangles his canary long before he is able to reason; cruelty is stamped in animals, in whom, as I think I have said, Nature’s laws are more emphatically to be read than in ourselves; cruelty exists amongst savages.

A poem (surely someone has said this before) is a one-night stand, a short story a love affair, and a novel a marriage.

The reason I play so hard is that somewhere out there is some kid who has never seen me play before, and I don’t want to disappoint him.

It’s a rare gift, to know where you need to be, before you’ve been to all the places you don’t need to be.