The idea of going around to somebody else's flat or house and sitting around in a comfy room and having a really good hi-fi system and listening to a whole album all the way through, then chatting for a few minutes, then maybe putting another album on . . . does that happen today?

I find it incredibly difficult to write anything that's really happy.

Subconsciously you just pick up things into your sort of musical vocabulary and use them.

I’m not interested in teaching books by women.

Jimi Hendrix isn't as good as me!

I think I'm still trying to be experimental on everything I ever do, but it's not as obviously way-out and experimental as what we were.

We already had all the songs, and it turns out all you have to do is burn them to some CDs, so why not?