My Dad Said To Me, 'work Hard

I Hate Belongings. I Hate Clutter. It Really Bothers Me Because I Can't Think Properly. If You've Got Distractions In Front Of You, Your Mind Goes Nuts.

I Was Slightly Cynical Of The American Mentality Before I Came Over Here, But Now I Preach It. Here, No One's Going To Tear You Down If You Buy Yourself A $300,000 Car. They're Likely To Say: "well, You Probably Worked Hard For It. Good Luck To You."

They Understand What Their Market Is And Who They Should Be Selling Records To, And Most Importantly, They Know The Kind Of Artist That They Want To Be, But They Have To Do It Themselves. You Don't Want A 13-year-old Singing Some Awful Song From A Musical.

My Heart, My Lungs, My Blood - They've All Been Checked. I Remember One Of The Doctors Almost Being Disappointed When He Showed Me The Results Because He Couldn't Wait To Tell Me What Smoking Was Doing To Me. But There Was Nothing There.

I Could Just Sit Back And Get Someone To Spin My Achievements, I Suppose, But When I See Others Do It, I Always Think, 'why Are You Telling Me How Successful You Are?' I Am Always Suspicious Of Those Kinds Of Boasts.