There's no rules. Show me the rule book.

I live for now, not for what happens after I die. I'm going to hell, not heaven. The devil has all the good gear. What's God got? The Inspiral Carpets and nuns.

I find it hard to express myself when writing from the f - - - heart or the a - , or wherever. It's just like anything, it's (easier) when you get used to it, but I've not done it. I was just a singer in a band.

I respect the Stones but their songs are a pile of crap. As for U2, they don’t say a lot or seem like normal persons.

It gets better and better being me.

That's what you join a band for, is to make music. Not to sit around and have five years off. We're not getting any younger.

If I like something, I get it and I put it on.