My life is very dull, and I like it that way. I have a little duplex in Los Angeles. My son [Adam] lives fifteen minutes away. My daughter [Lorca] lives downstairs. I’m happy if my kids come over for Sabbath dinner, and Anjani lives around the corner. Every once in a while, the sense of being a vehicle arises and one or two ideas actually seize me and I find myself writing or tinkering around with a chord change.
Zen, Lawsuits, and Poetry by Phoebe Hoban. New York Magazine: May 22, 2006. Originally posted Oct 14, 2014 at DrHGuy.com, a predecessor of Cohencentric