Cradling your baby in your arms as he drifts off to sleep is, quite possibly, the best feeling in life. I've had a lot of happy moments. I've played to a sea of 3000 faces, seen hundreds of strangers sing my words back to me, hell I was even on the same record label (at the same time) as Alex Chilton – even played a show with the dude at The Cooler in NYC. All of that (and the hundreds of other great memories I have) is complete bullshit compared to holding my son, Magnus, listening to him make his little cooing noises as he falls to sleep with his face pressed against my chest. Thanks, God! Good stuff.