Sometimes the song isn't strong enough to contain the fiction, because memories are fictions.

Moving to the country is a very bold thing to do. You can have vague romantic notions about doing that, but in actuality, it can be a terrifying thing.

You searched through all my poets, From Sappho through to Auden, I saw the book fall from your hands, As you slowly died of boredom.

There are times when I think I can sing it better, but usually I find that I can't.

I write hate lyrics really well. It's not every day you can use them, really.

The body becomes the carrier for the work. It's not really about the physical body; it really becomes the apparatus that carries and moves the work. I don't really consider the body as much; I look at it as a tool.

If you got a trumpet, get on your feet, brother, and blow it!