Even by rock star standards, I was pretty awful.
I've still got a brilliant head of hair, which refuses to lay down.
When the one you love is in love with someone else, don't you know it's torture, I mean it's living hell.
I tried therapy. This had never appealed to me. For me, it was a bit like a Chinese meal: very filling at the time, but then an hour later you're hungry again.
Half the battle is selling music, not singing it. It's the image, not what you sing.
In a year of re-election he was desperate to impress.