For me, the most trustworthy vehicle for spirituality had always proven to be music.

All along this path I tread, my heart betrays my weary head, with nothing but my love to save, from the cradle to the grave.

I remember when I thought of singing as the bit that went between the guitar playing - something I couldn't wait to get out of the way. Singing was originally like a chore that I didn't really enjoy.

You were at school and you were pimply and no one wanted to know you. You get into a group and you've got thousands of chicks there.

From the beginning, I knew intuitively that if nothing else, music was safe, and that nobody could tell me anything about it. Music didn't need a middleman, whereas all the other things in school needed some kind of explanation.

And if I don't be there by morning, she'll know that I must've spent the night in jail.

It's taken me to be an older guy, an old man, to have an old man's voice. Because I only liked old men's voices. As a kid, I didn't like pip-squeaked singers.