We [Notekillers] aren't necessarily trying to be role models, but if we are, that's cool.

The numerous ecstatic traditions - including free jazz and funk - have all been great inspirations.

However naïve it sounds, or however inept the result, I think the idea is to try to alchemize the crap, not just mirror it all.

We [Notekillers] are in no way super-earnest about what we do and if you see us live, you see we are cracking up during songs and saying pretty ridiculous things in-between. We're having fun.

Possibly the only thing we Notekillers place on a higher pedestal than music is laughs, so, of course, we also know that the idea of the title is a kind of humorous futility.

I like to give clues - titles - that can give a simple, evocative hook into what picture or feeling welled up in my mind when I came up with the song.

I do think I've learned, in the ensuing years, how to be a more effective bandleader. And maybe, just maybe, we're a little better on our instruments.

My personal definition of rock'n'roll is people attempting to do something that's beyond their ability to do it well. And whatever the outward contradictions, I do call us a rock'n'roll band.

Еach song is like starting over. Because somehow, no song's formula works for another. And that's the beauty of it all. Each song's destiny is embedded in its DNA. And our job is to reveal it.

Inevitably, as much as we loved punk rock, our noise was coming from a slightly different place.

To me, everything in the world comes down to two categories: "about-ness" and "is-ness". "About" represents or describes something, while "Is" is the thing itself.

Push your boundaries beyond the ordinary

There has to be new words to explain new worlds.

Reading a book is like going on a great journey. You don't know what'll happen, but something is bound to change. And for me, that change has always been good.

Seriously, why was it tradition to stand when the bride came in? It blocked her from seeing her groom, who was the only reason she was there in the first place.

Your kiss can take my breath away, Bree, not that you haven’t before, but now we can give each other frost kisses. – Kian, Frost Kisses

The deepest sin against the human mind is to believe things without evidence.

I ended up majoring in English, which I'm not particularly fluent in.

Words betrayed her: beautiful butterflies in her mind; dead moths when she opened her mouth for their release into the world.

What I might have considered good, good doesn't mean every day is going to be perfect, you're not going to have bad breath, your hair is going to be in the perfect place.

Pity! Religion has so seldom found A skilful guide into poetic ground! The flowers would spring where'er she deign'd to stray And every muse attend her in her way.