As the plane got closer to Miami, I had this terrible feeling he was dying. Maybe he was telling me that he was going. I felt anger, panic, despair and helplessness.

Music is being treated as one big karaoke machine.

As the plane got closer to Miami, I had this terrible feeling he was dying. Maybe he was telling me that he was going. I felt anger, panic, despair and helplessness.

With Maurice suddenly going, I realised... I think I've matured. I don't take things lightly any more.

An artist is an artist because he is not happy with the world, so he creates his own existence.

Music became an obsession, and eventually we felt more comfortable with each other then we did with anyone else. The three of us were like one person.

I find it very, very hard. He was part of the fabric of my life. We were kids together, and teenagers. We spent the whole of our lives with each other because of our music.