Anything — and I mean anything — by Sugar Ray.

Agreed. Same thing at Connecticut College. When people put closed-minded idiots, in power, you get idiotic closed-minded laws.

How did you know?!

OMG, I love this so f*cking much!

…and we sat around talking until about 4, and then I drove up the hill to my house, and I got home and wrote that song right then.”

…and I remember that night, I went to the Viper Room and I was driving home and I stopped at my friends’ house — Samantha [Mathis] and Tracy [Falco]. We used to jokingly call that little house in Laurel Canyon “Hillside Manor.” I went over to their house at 2 in the morning, they were still up…

…she was in the hospital that winter, and I would spend days there [with her]. And then I would go to work. We were recording Recovering the Satellites right then. And then sometime after midnight or something, I would head over to the Viper Room (or not, depending on how late I was in the studio)…

…I wrote “Long December” between the hours of, I’d say, 4 and 6 in the morning. I remember the night very clearly, because we kind of had a crazy schedule. My friend had gotten run over by a car — one of my best friends. She got destroyed by a car, the whole left side of her body got crushed, so…

…although, you never hear anything about Jim Morrison playing the piano. But it doesn’t mean he wouldn’t have had one. It was very rundown and falling apart. It was an old Spinet, and I really liked the way it sounded. I wrote a lot of songs on that piano. Almost all of Recovering the Satellites…

…up in Laurel Canyon on Lookout Mountain, and they had this old piano there that the landlord left that supposedly was Jim Morrison’s piano… [Note: There’s evidence of Morrison playing a piano backstage at SPAC, in my hometown, Saratoga Springs, NY. youtu.be/1RlrPV3cHag?...

I swear I always thought the “so am I” part referred to his erection, which I’m assuming it probably didn’t.

It’s still strange to me that the only band that really got it right at the time was Metallica, and everybody was like “F*ck those greedy bastards,” and now look where we are.