It's an old story, really: seduced and corrupted, in the end, by an obsessive love for the text.

When all my mates used to think they were proper rude boys, they used to take the piss out of me for wearing casual clothing. But in terms of a faux pas, I reckon I'm too proud to admit it - I'm of the opinion that I always look boss.

I quite like to sing, actually - just belting out numbers with my guitar. I find that it's a form of tranquility. After all this mental lifestyle of the past seven or eight years, it's good to find some outlets that are not bad for my health.

I like the ideology of there being no such thing as perfection. I really like what that suggests. But I'm of the opinion that I have witnessed perfection at various times, especially in art.

It's an old story, really: seduced and corrupted, in the end, by an obsessive love for the text.