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"Here I am, living in a house in San Francisco, we were like a commune for three weeks or a month," he says. "And we're totally kicking ass, we're sounding good--OK, I haven't written quite enough songs. I was a little bit behind the eight-ball 'cause I've had a lot of energy but was really unfocused.
"And here we are in the studio having such a great time. It felt so empowering. That's where a lot of the joy on the record comes from. Things like 'Blankest Year,' to me it's a very celebratory song--even if it is, like, 'Blankest year, blah, blah, blah, lies.' It's got some NC-17 in it for sure. But the spirit of it--'Oh fuck it, I'm going to have a party'--comes from the family feeling."