Everything in my life is a fragile decision that somebody else made.

I don't actually own a car.

More idiots should just shut their mouths.

Music is split up now into little pockets.

I've never been cool and I don't really care about being cool. It's just an awful lot of time and hair gel wasted.

I could be walking down the street one minute and get a handshake and then get spat on the next. I'm never sure whether to wear gloves or a helmet.

There is something glamorous to me in taking a bit of a beating and keeping on going.