I get shitty scared. One show in Amsterdam, I was so nervous I escaped out the fire exit. I've thrown up a couple of times. Once in Brussels, I projectile-vomited on someone. I just gotta bear it. But I don't like touring. I have anxiety attacks a lot.

I want to leave an album behind that is classic, that people in 50 years will refer to and pass on to their children. An album that you never bored of.

I mean, the thought of someone spending $20 to come and see me and saying 'Oh, I prefer the record and she's completely shattered the illusion' really upsets me. It's such a big deal that people come give me their time.

My voice went recently, never happened before, off like a tap. I had to sit in silence for nine days, chalkboard around my neck. Like an old-school mime. Like a kid in the naughty corner. Like a Victorian mute.

If I am constantly working, my relationships fail. So at least now I can have enough time to write a happy record. And be in love and be happy.

I don't make music for eyes. I make music for ears.

I am quite loud and bolshie. I'm a big personality. I walk into a room, big and tall and loud.