I like to make my voice sound like a piece of tin that's been stuck on the side of a chair, lifted up as far as it would go and then let to spring - "doooiiinng." I like to make it into a piece of metal from time to time and I can do it, both with the movements in my throat and with, uh, my little toys... So I like to take it beyond just a voice, more into the realms of a weapon.

I'm not a sad old hippie - I'm a joyous old hippie.

Boredom is the beginning of all destruction and everything that is negative.

I've lived a life which has been pretty much full up with ambition, ideas, stimulus, creativity, some negativity which I try and avoid.

There have been people I've warmed to over the years but, as the situation I'm in is so fleeting and transient, I've always known it's going to be over kind of real quick.

You have to ask these questions: who pays the piper, and what is valuable in this life?

Don't be hard on yourself. And take as many chances, risks, as you can.