On our way back to Vine Street, we ran into a bunch of teenage girls. Or, I should say, they ran, very fast, into Logan, who took selfies with each girl who wanted one. He took more than one with the girls who said they didn't like the way they looked in the first or second photos. He asked them whether he could follow them on Twitter and whether he could be in one of their Vines. The answer, of course, was a chorus of shrieks.
Life, man. Life is the important part. [Figuring out what you like and don't like in music] isn't the important part. The music will never matter without life. So life is the important part. That's the priority, and then music comes second. And then third comes the connection to music, and, you know, money and fame and fortune and notoriety is like 15th on that list or 20th or something, to me. That's the last thing I care about.
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