#guardian19

There are others. People who are successful, and still nice. It's when you meet the people who are successful and aren't nice you think: 'What's your excuse? Cos I've met the other sort.' I just don't think you need to be a dick to be a good artist. But then, there are also a lot of good artists who are dicks. So hmm, maybe I need to start scaring babies in supermarkets?

I’ve definitely been wanting to learn stuff, try stuff. Things I didn’t grow up around. Things I’d always been a little bit skeptical about. Like therapy, like meditation. All I need to hear is someone saying “Apparently, it’s amazing”, and I’ll try it. When I was in Los Angeles once, I heard about juice cleanses. I thought, yeah, I’ll do a juice cleanse. You mean? [raising an eyebrow] They were all right. I was just hungry. And bored.

Because of dilution. Because I'd prefer, when I say something, people think I mean it. To be honest, I'm still searching for that one thing, you know? Something I can really stand up for, and get behind, and be like: This Is My Life Fight. There's power to doing the one thing. You want your whole weight behind it.