I Think I'm Prone To Panic.

I Treat Everywhere As Being A Center From Which I Can Enjoy The Surroundings.

When I Was A Kid, I Was Following Black Soul Music.

I Have No Story. My Story Goes From Day To Day.

I Was Competing For Attention In A Four-piece Band That Was Phenomenal, And I Was Trying To Attack The Blues From A Kind Of White English Viewpoint As A Singer.

Kashmir Is My Last Resort. I Think, If I Truly Deserve It One Day, I Should Go There And Stay There For Quite A While. Or If I Really Need It At Any Point, It Should Be My Haven, My Shangri-la.