Warsaw at dusk, a woman playing ‘hallelujah’ on solo violin. Makes the world seem sane and kind.

Please vow to never be the reason an animal experiences fear, pain, and confusion.

Here’s how I made Mott St ’92.

Mott St. ’92 is about the last moments of the night, perhaps my favourite part of the night.

So I’m going on a summer tour next week & need your input on what songs I should be playing #ontour

what an amazing night, thank you Belgium, thank you ‪@rockwerchterfestival‬

the cure for loneliness: 90,000 new friends.

True story of my trip to the wizards’ forest in the mountains of Bulgaria