All the girls who have photos of them at parties, like, "Woo!" - that's what someone's going to see of their grandma.

I'm in the countryside outside of Paris, in a beautiful old manor house. The studio is in the basement, but we decided to set everything up in the old parlor and dining-room area so we can look at each other and (at) the sunshine coming through the stained-glass windows. It's pretty idyllic, and I think it's spoiling me. I'll have to go back to regular life after this.

I like being swept up in weather and observing it as something beautiful and giant.

I know more than I knew before I didn't rest I didn't stop Did we fight or did we talk.

A year's a long time, but it also flickers past in no time at all.

There's something about live recordings now that's too hi-fi.

So, I'm on Sesame Street, walking around with all these monsters, Elmo and his buddies, a whole bunch of chickens, a whole bunch of penguins and a number four dancing about. It was just pure joy, simple, ridiculous fun, stupid joy. There's no irony. Sesame Street is just a crazy great place to be.