Success, for me, is a song that can deliver shivers.

Ugly girls generally don't become successful in music. And it sucks because it's a standard that just exists.

I approach music - and this sounds crazy - as though I'm Phil Spector, and I'm cranking out these pop stars and forcing them to do all this stuff - except they're all me. But I'm not, like, transgendered.

I get offers to do huge-budget music videos with big production companies all the time, but I have no interest.

I believe the human mind is a very fallible thing, but it's the only thing that I can really know, I guess.

Lately I've been really into screaming a lot through delay [effects], having seven people on stage topless going crazy, stuff like that. Really in your face, but maybe more organic than choreographed dance moves.

I don't think I know anyone who has a steady job in Montreal.