I have 3 kids and a cat and a busy, noisy house. I get more time to relax when I'm working.

When we started off, we wanted the girls, the cocaine, the fur coats. It wasn't like it was an act; it was almost like working-class people winning the pools. We went bananas.

I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for my Mum. I know I've got Irish blood because I wake up everyday with a hangover.

I'm a great songwriter, but I'm not the most talented musician.

I love the satisfaction of living in a world on a Wednesday where a song didn't exist that you're going to create on a Thursday that's going to change somebody's life, possibly, you're creating that from nothing.

Frontmen come alive when they come onstage.

Is it worth the aggravation to find yourself a job when there's nothing worth working for?