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

All of our saddest songs have somewhere in them at least a glimmer of resolve - Street Spirit has no resolve. It is the dark tunnel without the light at the end.

My uncle used to sit me on his lap and play "ventriloquist", only I wasn't wearing pants.

Like a fat raccoon rummaging through the garbage, that how I eat. Like a f-king fat raccoon.

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.

Cigarrettes make you look cool

I suppose one thing that's always fascinated me is that thing where you're a band and you want to start recording and you get a label and a producer, and then there's that pressure to go out there and really toil.