I Hate Mourinho. He's A Fool.

There Was A Euphoria In The Music And The Way It Was Delivered, And, As The Crowds Started To Get Bigger, It Fed Off Itself Until It Became Less About The Band And More About Being With All Those People, Jumping Up And Down, Drunk To The Music.

I Don't Think People Need To Know What Colour Socks I'm Wearing Today; I Don't Think People Need To Know What Shower Gel I'm Using. There's Too Much Information In The World, And There's No Magic Or Mystery Anymore.

Maybe The Songs That We Sing Are Wrong, Maybe The Dreams That We Dream Are Gone, So Bring It On Home And It Won't Be Long, It's Getting Better Man!

I Don't Fall Into The Category Of Tortured Artist. But It's Not Made Me More Or Less Anything.

It Took Me To About Maybe 16, 17 Or 18 Or Something To Realise I Was Absolutely Useless At Everything Else Except For Playing Guitar And Writing Words