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

Brother, be a brother, fill this tiny cup of mine. And please, sir, make it whiskey: I have no head for wine!

Sorrow's child grieves not what has passed, but all the past still yet to come.

Polly Jean, I love you. I love the texture of your skin, the taste of your saliva, the softness of your ears. I love every inch and every part of your entire body. From your toes and the beautifully curved arches of your feet, to the exceptional shade and warmth of your dark hair. I need you in my life, I hope you need me too.

I don't feel I'm thrown around by the winds of taste and fashion.

I'm not saying this in a condescending kind of way, but it's quite simple: The making of America was a heroic thing. Australia has a much murkier, much more complex view of its history. It's just full of all these open wounds we don't really know what to do with.

I still feel very much an imposter in the whole music scene, which I'm quite happy about to be honest.