I feel increasingly like age is very irrelevant. Quite often, cynicism is confused with wisdom, and my scorn is confused with a knowing, which I don't have.

People don't appreciate music any more. They don't adore it. They don't buy vinyl and just love it. They love their laptops like their best friend, but they don't love a record for its sound quality and its artwork.

I'd prefer to be good, but I'm not always. I struggle.

I thought ‘I wonder what will happen if I try and root myself somewhere?‘ Look back over the past eight years.

I know how ridiculous this sounds because of the job I do but I don't believe in romanticism and make-believe.

My songs are not pretty. They're what I call optimistic realism.

I was an incredibly misanthrope. I couldn't relate to people my age, and I'm not sure why, as I wasn't particularly smart or interesting