When you're 18 and you've made the album of your dreams, you're not really thinking about the machinery that will actually take it to the public. You just think: "I've done the best thing that I could ever do and this is the most magic moment for me."

I'm getting older every day, and I'm going to be making music until I drop dead.

I became slightly disillusioned, but in a really good way that enabled me to realize that the music was the most important thing, and that the rest of it is total bullshit.

How many records you sell really does not matter. It's whatever you give.

Be you own hero, be your own saviour, send all your suffering into the fire. Let no foot, mark your ground, let no hand, hold you down.

Transport drives me crazy. I find myself on this constant conveyor belt and the planes, buses, traffic jams, ugh.

The world can get a bit ugly sometimes.