Christmas to me is very much about family and the depths of winter.

The term "rock" has, unfortunately, become appropriated by four-year-old girls and accountants. An accountant does something amazingly well on the stock exchange and his buddies high-five him: He's a rock star! A four-year-old girl learned to ride a bicycle: She's a rock star!

You get paid and you get venerated and worshipped for pretending to be somebody else.

When you look at men's fashion magazines, you see a lot of well-groomed guys in suits, but very rarely do you see a lot of guys in drop-crotch and hoods with high-tops. It's coming, though, because guys in suits and short hair are beginning to look like they're from another time.

Hoodies are definitely street wear, no doubt. It's amazing how hoodies have become such an important staple in people's wardrobes.

What is the popular image of rock star? A rail-thin, overly-paid, narcissistic, average-talented individual who self-implodes in front of everybody, eternally having a party and who looks eternally youthful?

I much prefer being in the studio or on stage and staying out of the mainstream really.