We [Desaparecidos] have to make the message and the music and the packaging as appealing as possible - as Taco Bell as possible: mediocre and no one can be offended by it and everyone can sort of enjoy it and we can play it on the radio.

Sometimes I worry that I've lost the plot My twitching muscles tease my flippant thoughts I never really dreamed of heaven much Until we put him in the ground. There is nothing as lucky, as easy, or free

I think there's so much about Rasta culture that's interesting. Just the idea of preaching one-ness, that we're all in this together.

And I sing and sing of awful things The pleasure that my sadness brings.

I think there's a danger, for me at least, in retreating and going inward and depression. I have to stay diligent against that tendency.

We, the Desaparecidos, are perfectly prepared for people to hate what we're saying or not like what we're saying.

As long as I can buy records and books and maybe some clothes, I'm pretty stoked. I don't need a yacht or anything.