Most people found out about Slint in the mid or late 90s, but we were an '80s band. We started in 1986 and broke up at the end of 1990.

I stayed a kid for a pretty long time, and the logistics of being in a band, I did not take seriously at all.

You can go to any small town in America, there's going to be a metal fan there. You can't say that about post-rock.

My kids don't really like when I sing for some reason...but they like when I play guitar. So I started writing songs just playing guitar for them.

Now since I've gotten back into it, I've been listening to a lot more of the 1990s death metal type stuff.

We aren't trying to make poetry or anything beautiful. It's just a rock show. We just want to enjoy playing loud. That's just about it.

In my entire life I never set out to do anything ground-breaking or pioneering, and I'm not going to start anytime soon.

There are so many things that kept forcing metal back down to the underground. It survives everywhere on the planet.

Punk came along and grunge made guitar solos uncool.

We just have to plan everything in advance and concentrate it so that we get everything done in time. It's not as laidback as I wish it could be.

As far as specific bands from the 90s death metal era, I love Death, Carcass, Possessed, Morbid Angel, Gorguts, Autopsy, Atheist, etc.

It is not incumbent on the world to conform to your vision of change. It is up to you to explain the future in terms that those living in the past and present can follow.

Purpose stirs creativity, without purpose you life will be in abnormal use(abuse).

One strength of the communist system of the East is that it has some of the character of a religion and inspires the emotions of a religion.

There are certain songs I cannot hear because they are so personal that it hurts me to listen.

It is not for us to forecast the future, but to shape it.

The preciousness of every moment is emphasized with every tick of the clock. Isn't it a magnificent day today?

An Iranian moderate is one who has run out of ammunition.

You know you're a redneck if your home has wheels and your car doesn't.

Picture being forced to talk endlessly about your feelings and listen and care when what you needed was just to get something done.

Metaphor is the lifeblood of all art.