People Don't Associate Red Hair, Pale Skin,

I Wouldn't Say That Cutting Was Pleasurable, But There Is A Sense Of Euphoria That Follows Cutting Yourself. The Quick Pinch Of Pain And The Sight Of Blood Snaps You Back To The Surface And You Start To Appreciate Being Alive.

I Couldn't Feel Good About Myself Hanging Out In Armani Clothes When My Girlfriend Can't Even Pay Her Heating Bill. I'd Feel Foul And I'd Be Embarrassed.

Here's The Tragedy Of The Modern Record Business: It's Radio. If You're Not On Radio, Nobody Really Is Going To Hear You Or See You Or Care About You.

No, I Like Being A Role Model Because I Know How Much Comfort My Musical Idols Brought Me.

Here Am I. I'm 38. My Career's Probably Never Been Better. And I've Made A Decision Which May Or May Not Impact On It - I Refuse To Hide My Experience And My Age, As If It's Something I Should Be Ashamed Of. I'm Alive. I Know Lots Of People Who've Never Been Lucky Enough To Get To This Stage In Their Life. And I'm Not Gonna Hide It For Anybody.