My Music Has To Do With Beauty,

And She Moves Among The Sparrows. And She Floats Upon The Breeze. She Moves Among The Flowers. She Moves Something Deep Inside Of Me

The Love Song Must Be Born Into The Realm Of The Irrational, Absurd, The Distracted, The Melancholic, The Obsessive, The Insane For The Love Song Is The Noise Of Love Itself And Love Is, Of Course, A Form Of Madness.

I Consider Myself To Be First And Foremost A Comic Writer. The Way I Entertain Myself - Especially In Those Long And Grim Hours In The Office - Is To Write Stuff I Find Funny.

I've Had To Try And Find A Way Over The Years Of Writing Narratively That Doesn't Really Require You To Sit Down And Work Out What The Story's About. You're Brought Into A Sort Of Sequence Of Images That Have That Emotional Resonance, But It's Kind Of Irrelevant What The Actual Story Is. It's Taken Me Maybe 13 Albums Or Something To Work That Out.

I'm Not In The Business Of Telling People What To Do. I'm Much More In The Business Of Describing Things, Situations And Stuff Like That And Leaving Them Out There, And You Can Make Up Your Minds About Them.