I Don't Think Of Death In A

Both Me And My Wife's Extended Family All Live Within A 50-mile Radius. Like Me, A Lot Of Them Did Time In London Then Started Drifting Back To The Countryside And The Sea. Perhaps It's A Homing Instinct.

I Don't Care Where The Cure Is Placed In The Pantheon Of Rock. I Don't Care If We're Perceived As Relevant. We're Never Worried How We Fit In. I Don't Even Want To Fit In.

My Whole Life I've Played Music For My Own Personal Enjoyment And The Idea Of It Becoming A Machine Or A Business Is Just Horrible.

Whenever I'm Home, I Haven't Got Any Makeup On. But Even In The Studio, Before I Do Vocals, I Put Makeup On.

Everything I Do Has The Tinge Of The Finite, Of My Own Demise. At Some Point You Either Accept Death Or You Just Keep Pushing It Back As You Get Older And Older. I've Accepted It.