The dream is a world in which anyone who has anything bad happen to them has a chance of getting their story uploaded, being seen, being watched.

You can blow out a candle, but you can't blow out a fire.

Once the flames begin to catch the wind will blow it higher, oh Biko, Biko.

With no guilt and no shame, no sorrow or blame. Whatever it is, we are all the same.

To keeping silence I resigned My friends would think I was a nut Turning water into wine Open doors would soon be shut So I went from day to day Though my life was in a rut 'Til I thought of what I'd say Which connection I should cut

Yeah, in the digital world, it is so much easier to put stuff out without a great deal of paraphernalia and fanfare.

I think it is the weak and the young and the minorities that you need to look after to get a healthy creative environment - to get a lot of choices, a lot of different styles of music, a lot experimental stuff that everyone else feeds off.