The rock star is dying. And it's a small tragedy. Rock stars have blogs now. I have no use for that kind of rock star.

I love performing. I can get to be that person I always wanted to be - godlike.

I think there is a certain perversity in my music in that I continue, you know, to eat at the same ball of vomit year after year.

It's an Australian thing to be dismissive. We find that endearing. Americans don't. They believe what you say.

If you're Australian, you feel it in your bones because you're at odds with everybody else, except other Australians, in the sense that people always seem to be behaving strangely. People always seem to be behaving the wrong way, in a different way. You say things and there are silences.

A gentleman never talks about his tailor.

He who seeks, finds, and who knocks, will be let in.