'I see myself as an intelligent, sensitive human, with the soul of a clown which forces me to blow it at the most important moments.' '' You're too good for me, you're too good for anyone'' 'I still don't belong to anyone, I am mine' 'If people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane' 'Fact of the matter is that great music died quite a while ago. Remember when there were all cool bands in the chart? Oasis, Blur, Pulp and The Verve. Manic Street Preachers could be in the top ten for a month! Now it’s Jessie J and fucking Duffy. Everybody’s got records ‘featuring’ somebody else: it’s either a shit rap about somebody’s struggle, or just… fucking shit music set to some reggae backbeat sung in some trans-atlantic fucking accent. And then they’ll throw some Cockney in just to keep it fucking real.'