I end up with a lot of nervous energy. I spend a lot of time just walking around outside, trying to get inspired to have something to record about. It’s a weird balance. If I’m too bummed, I just can’t get out of bed. I get in these weeklong periods where I’m afraid I’m gonna turn into Brian Wilson, and I’m gonna have to get a fucking sandbox built in my bedroom or something. I’m the most inspired when something completely destroys me to the point where I’m bedridden, depressed and feeling completely self-loathing and hating myself. The moment when I can finally get enough energy to get up, that’s when I find that songs really start coming. And after I finish writing the songs, that’s such a feeling of release, that I’ve accomplished something, that I get happy and want to leave.