You hit a guitar, you hit a note, you hit a drum, you hit an organ. Meat and potatoes. Simplicity. Not getting too caught up in little tweezers of perfection. — Feist Copy Share Image
There's no mystery any more. So my instinct is to show very little, because there's much too much information about everyone, everywhere right now.… — Feist Copy Share Image
I've not really spent much time in proper studios. The room itself where you're recording, and how you live while you're there is what… — Feist Copy Share Image
Because there's just so much in a day now, I keep writing in much more abstract terms, like I don't try to write about… — Feist Copy Share Image
Be alone even when there's a million people around, because tomorrow it will be a different million people. — Feist Copy Share Image
When I did '1,2,3,4' on 'Sesame Street' they'd rewritten the song and made it about counting. At first, I balked. I was like, 'Counting… — Feist Copy Share Image
I had a guitar leaning against the wall and I'd squint at it. It was almost like a dog that had been kicked -… — Feist Copy Share Image
There are certain parts of chords that resolve things and tie a bow, and others that keep things open and unanswered. — Feist Copy Share Image
With music, I wasn't curious anymore. There was no dialogue. By the time I stopped, I knew it wasn't going to be gone forever,… — Feist Copy Share Image
No matter who weaves in and out of your life, regardless of the quality of those deep friendships and familyships, I'm the only common… — Feist Copy Share Image
There's real potency in metal. Metal fans love metal as if it's a nation they would fight for. It's not diluted by pop culture. — Feist Copy Share Image
I haven't been living anywhere because I've been on tour for the past two years. — Feist Copy Share Image
