The stereotypical rock-star-trashing-a-hotel-room thing? Those days had passed by the time I was in a band big enough to do it.

Beyond a certain point, the music isn't mine anymore. It's yours.

My only saving grace is that I actually collect things that nobody else is interested in.

I can't remember much about the early flights, except that it was ages before we got into First Class.

Put your faith in what you most believe in.

It's actually come as quite a shock to learn just how many people don't like me.

As a composer I approached the drums differently than a non-composing drummer. I embraced drum machines.