“I have been cast back into a place I once inhabited many years ago, a teenage place where music could save your mortal soul.”

“The difference between you and us is that we’re on fire.”

“The word ‘baby’, doesn’t really seem to require translation.”

“I was shedding my wintry exoskeleton and dancing into summer, wanting to stamp my arse off in a sweaty nightclub somewhere under the ground, where everything is silver and made of mirrors.”