I'm probably not long-term-relationship material for now.

I'm not a true vegan.

All summer long; we'll be playing the festivals. We'll be Reading, we'll be Leeds, we'll be around.

We used to fight to the death but we tried the experiment, rolled the dice and like we got.

You instinctively know that nothing will ever be the same, and you have to carry that knowledge around with you like a huge weight. The next time you see your girl, you can’t look her straight in the eyes the same way you did for all those years.

A rock star never gets old!

The good news is that by the second year, those cravings were about as half as frequent, and by the third year, half as much again. I'm still a little bent, a little crooked, but all things crooked, I can't complain. After all those years of all kinds of abuse and crashing into trees at eighty miles an hour and jumping off buildings and living through overdoses and liver disease, I feel better now than I did ten years ago. I might have some scar tissue, but that's alright, I'm still making progress.