When I Was 14 I Used To

I Was Picked On Because I Was Timid. I Had Younger Sisters; I Couldn't Turn To Them For Help. I Didn't Have An Older Brother.

I Used To Be Psychic, But I Drank My Way Out Of It.

We Were Playing A Festival In Dublin The Other Week. There Was This Other Group, Like, Warming Up In The Next Sort Of Chalet, And They Were Terrible. I Said, 'shut Them Cunts Up!' And They Were Still Warming Up, So I Threw A Bottle At Them. The Bands Said, 'that's The Sons Of Mumford' Or Something. 'they're Number Five In Charts!' I Just Thought They Were A Load Of Retarded Irish Folk Singers.

The Gigs I Enjoy Are The Ones Where I'm So Angry And Paranoid, And I Hate The Audience So Much, That I Put Everything Into It To Feed Off The Aggressive Side Of It. I Don't Actually Hate The Fans But When I'm Feeling Angry, Pissed Off, And Full Of Hate, It's A Good Gig For Me.

Fear Is Something I Try Not To Absorb.