Well, I loved singing in the chorus, and there was some connection for me between gospel and choral music.

Crackling Rosie make me smile. God, if it lasts for an hour that's alright, to set the world right. Find us a dream that don't ask no questions.

I don't pamper my voice. It's part of my body. If my body is rested and healthy, my voice is rested and healthy.

Free, only want to be free, we huddle close, hang on to a dream.

Shame, it comes in every size, touches many lives, knocks on many doors.

I couldn't resist. I went over and joined in, and we just sang the song together, ... They had no idea that I had written it, or who I was. I was just some weird guy who wanted to join in on the singing.

I may have a little bit of a talent for music, but I've learnt to tap into my own self when I write. When I put the drill bit inside my heart, sometimes I come up with something light and frothy, sometimes with something deep and painful, but it's great to connect with the audience.