It took a lot of water to down just that f-king bat's head, let me tell you. It's still stuck in my f-king throat, after all these years. People all over the world say, 'You're the guy who kills creatures? You still do it? You do it every night?' It happened f-king once, for Christ's sake.

Still, one of the few good things about being dyslexic is that when I say I don’t read reviews, I mean I don’t read reviews.

My heart stopped twice. They had to stab me to drain the blood from my lungs because I was drowning in my own blood.

I keep hearing this [expletive] thing that guns don't kill people, but people kill people. If that's the case, why do we give people guns when they go to war? Why not just send the people?

In the Seventies I was so scared I wouldn't go on stage.

I am going through changes

Voices in the darkness scream away my mental health, can I ask a question to help me save me from myself?