I think dysfunctional people are being funneled into very corporate behaviour. Look at the Brits... no one's fighting, and it's boring.

I can do anything I want to do really, I might as well.

Sometimes I feel like I'm sailing on a sunken dream

The problem is, I don't think I've got too much to offer at the minute. I'm busy working on myself. This sounds like real therapy talk, but it's like, you've got to be happy with yourself before you can go out and get yourself a girl.

I like to be comfortable, but I do enjoy being a British gent and dressing up a bit.

My dad sent Frank Sinatra a dollar bill to autograph, and when it came back, signed, he had it framed: it was always up on the wall in whatever flat we were in.

And I feel that love is dead, I'm loving angels instead