The music I write, I feel, is not the kind of music for a 25-year-old.
I guess YouTube is the new destination spot for music videos. That's where I go.
The industry is always changing, but country music is like a force that always comes back.
I'm always kind of surprised how much I'm associated with country music.
I'm making music the way I would have done before modern equipment and music recording.
I'll be honest, watching the music industry collapse has been demoralizing and disheartening at times.
We don't need to illustrate music; music illustrates itself.
When Talking Heads started, we called ourselves Thinking Man's Dance Music.
My brother's been producing rap music and hip-hop for maybe 10 years.
When you are real in your music, people know it and they feel your authenticity.
I want less and less control with music. Just playing music without any idea of composition or writing.
Harpo Marx looks like a musical comedy.
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