'Each man kills the things he loves'. I recognise that in myself, in relationships, even with guitars, beautiful things that I've had and wilfully destroyed.

I have a very bad relationship with the future. We don't get on. We just ignore each other.

I fall in love with Britain every day, with bridges, buses, blue skies... but it’s a brutal world, man.

You want to dance. You want to sing. Yeah, that feeling, of course, is beyond recollection really.

The more that you follow me, the more I get lost

I don’t really know what “intellectual” means, but if it means you’ve got a desire to learn, you’ve got a desire to look for things that haven’t been presented to you, then, maybe. I think that “intellectual” is quite an exclusive word. I think it’s just for anyone that has a thirst or a hunger to improve themselves, or a yearning to escape from somewhere to get to a better place.

Broken glass. It's just like glitter, isn't it?