I love traveling. I love just going about on my own, feeling I have no roots.

I'll alight upon words because I think they suggest any number of things.

I make music to generate atmospheres, not to complement already existing ones.

I'm basically a musician.

I couldn't find a group that wanted to do what I wanted to do. No one was really up for it.

My father had a phase of having jukeboxes all over the house. He was a music lover but he was also into musical machinery. Not instruments, he was never interested in playing particularly but there would be these odd objects, like valve amplifiers being dismantled on the kitchen table. My mum wasn't massively keen on that, but it was part of the environment.

Times of my life, brief periods without music, have completely felt dangerously over the edge.