My songs are my kids. Some of them stay with me, some others I have to send out, out to the war. It might sound stupid and it might even sound naive, but that's just the way it is.

Have I told you I have cancer? It's a very special kind of cancer. Cancer of the soul.

Can you imagine a world in which the letter O does not exist? My name would be Thm Yrke. Think about that.

I hate cars. They are so loud, and ugly, and full of toxic exhaust, like radiohead fans.

There's nothing more boring than a rock'n'roll star. Someone who has been on the road for 10 years, expecting attention wherever he goes, drinking himself stupid, who is obnoxious, incoherent, uncreative, and has a massive ego. There's nothing more pointless.

I think escape is sort of like coming to a show with ten thousand other people and responding to that moment. Sharing that moment - that's escape.

If Radiohead were a fruit we would be apples, because apples are festive