You know what I really love? The CD players in a car. How when you put the CD right up by the slot, it actually takes it out of your hand, like it's hungry. It pulls it in, and you feel like it wants more silver discs.

I have an audio stigmatism whereby I hear things wrong - I have audio illusions.

I don't like hearing Beatles songs in commercials. It almost renders them useless. I think, 'Oh God, another one bites the dust.'

It's new, it's improved, it's old fashioned.

I like writing melody without an instrument. It's just so - it's more like the choreography of a bee; you just go.

I think I have an adrenaline addiction, no question about that.

I like beautiful melodies telling me terrible things.