I pick up my guitar and play. Something might come, and then the pen comes out. Then an edit, until something comes out that you're actually satisfied with. — Glen Hansard Copy Share Image
Everything about singing, I learned from busking. Everything I learned about songwriting, I learned from busking. Busking, you learn people, you learn about reading… — Glen Hansard Copy Share
I think ultimately, people are selfish in that department [blues], in a good way - the reason we're attracted to art is because it… — Glen Hansard Copy Share
The muse holds no appointments. You can never call on it. I don't understand people who get up at 9 o'clock in the morning,… — Glen Hansard Copy Share
This weird thing that musicians have... it's got something to do with approval, and not feeling good enough, and therefore going out and being… — Glen Hansard Copy Share
The moment of drifting into thought has been so clipped by modern technology. Our lives are filled with distraction with smartphones and all the… — Glen Hansard Copy Share
Certain songs have a life, and certain songs don't. A song is like a saddle: you ride it for a while, and if it's… — Glen Hansard Copy Share
My life at home is super simple. My local bar with my mates, cooking for my mother, making tables, planting vegetables: It's the classic… — Glen Hansard Copy Share
I'm not an actor, and I'll never call myself an actor. I've never thought of it as part of my life. I'll always be… — Glen Hansard Copy Share
You know, when I was a kid waiting on the bus, I remember that was when I imagined my life. I imagined everything that… — Glen Hansard Copy Share
You know, albums are a funny thing. They're not like an intellectual decision. It's a collection of your kind of musings. — Glen Hansard Copy Share
You know, albums are a funny thing. They're not like an intellectual decision. It's a collection of your kind of musings. Like it's a… — Glen Hansard Copy Share
As a busker, one thing that does not work is self-consciousness. A busker needs to be working. A busker needs to shed all ego… — Glen Hansard Copy Share
