I really, really love music. I'm affected by it and uplifted by it, and made to laugh and cry, and almost fall in love with the person who has made me feel so brilliant and communicated so profoundly to me.
I watched my mother waste her life on housework and swore I'd never do that. Dave does the cooking.
I consider the Stooges to be pop music.
I come from the home-grown punk ethic, where it doesn't matter if you can't play a note, it's how you communicate.
I absolutely hate Take That, East 17, the Spice Girls.