I Hope I Am A Psychotherapist's Dream.

A Lot Of People Come Up To Me Expecting To Meet The Person They Have Seen Perform. It's Not Going To Happen, Unless My Mania, My Stage Person, Responds To Them And Not The Real Me.

I Don't Read Reviews Or Interviews Or Anything, Just Because I'm Afraid; If I Believed The Good, Then I'd Believe The Bad, And There Will Be Bad.

Fame Made Me Develop A Panic Disorder.

I'm A Fan Of The Strokes, So My Big Fantasy Was That One Day I Would Get To Sing With Them.

I Get To Sit At Home With The Dogs On The Sofa, Record In A Closet In The Office, Send Them Off And, If I'm Lucky, Make A Million Dollars.