[My father] was more than apprehensive. He didn't think I stood a chance in hell. He had no confidence in me whatsoever and was convinced that I was going to be coming to him for money when I was 40. We argued about it constantly.

I think I'm getting there, but it's very hard to perform at my absolute peak when an awful lot of people come just to make their presence known, when the lights go down and all you can hear is people screaming.

There's not another drug in life that I'm glad I took but grass.

My music is some of the most honest music that's been released and I think that's why people buy it.

I've wondered what my sexuality might be, but I've never wondered whether it was acceptable or not. Anyway, who really cares whether I'm gay or straight?

I've been approached many times by many different people, and most people want to do something that I write and produce, and I'm just not into that.

I mean, it is the perfect situation to really love someone to death and to want to rip their clothes off at the same time, isn't it?