Some of us, I think, us small, pompous arty ones probably read too much George Steiner and kind of got the idea that we were entering to this kind of post-culture age and that we'd better do something postmodernist - quickly, before somebody else did.

Hear this Robert Zimmerman, I wrote a song for you, about a strange young man called Dylan with a voice like sand and glue.

Speak in extremes, it'll save you time.

Elvis was a major hero of mine. I was probably stupid enough to believe that having the same birthday as him actually meant something.

Money goes to money heaven, body goes to body hell.

[David] Bowie's last album "Blackstar" featured him backed by a jazz quartet.

I never really had much of an interest in fashion.