The considerations of a corporation, especially now, have nothing to do with art or music.

But now old friends are acting strange They shake their heads, they say I've changed Well something's lost, but something's gained In living every day

My childhood was very difficult. I had every childhood disease and then some, but my parents didnt mollycoddle me. They left me to fight those battles on my own. I guess that was very Canadian, very stoic. But its good. I had to become a warrior. I had to give up hope and find a substitute for hope that would be far more stable.

I hang my laundry on the line when I write.

I assume there must be some kind of genetic thrust. My two grandmothers were very different, but both of them were frustrated musicians.

The Blue album, there’s hardly a dishonest note in the vocals. At that period of my life, I had no personal defenses. I felt like a cellophane wrapper on a pack of cigarettes. I felt like I had absolutely no secrets from the world and I couldn’t pretend in my life to be strong. Or to be happy. But the advantage of it in the music was that there were no defenses there, either.

I'm drinking champagne, got the head phones up high, can't numb you out.