I feel like there's a young generation of producers who are taking inspiration from dubstep but trying to push it in other directions.

People read into the music. I have a feeling that they can believe that I'm trying to put some emotion forward. It's not just some technical exercise.

When drum'n'bass happened, when the two-step/garage thing happened, there was a chart smash every week; it operated on the underground and the pinnacle of pop mainstream at the same time.

So many people I was at school with have all ended up being musicians and putting records out.

When I first heard bands like Tortoise, it seemed to come off the back of that world, like let's make a record with three vibraphones and release it on a seven-inch with black-and-white artwork.

I think the most important thing for me is putting out records that document ideas.

Gospel isn't some ditty to make people enjoy their afternoon - it's communicating with God.

I realized there were no words or anything in my music, nothing that people would have to draw them in a little bit more.

I find the more I DJ, the more ideas I have and the more music I want to make.

My father is a massive, massive music fan. I grew up listening to rock, soul and jazz.

The lo-fi scene and the riot grrrl thing had a huge influence on me. As a teenager I went to see Bikini Kill and all those bands.

We should keep learning so long as we have grace and breathe.

And she was well-enough acquainted with loneliness to understand that the worst part wasn't having nobody caring for you - it was having nobody to care for.

I think sometimes, being silent and watching, can change a person.

I have a definite talent for convincing people to try something new. I am a good salesman. When I'm on form, I can sell anything.

I love acting so much more than singing, and hopefully I'd be able to venture into that properly.

the only thing left to do is love

To ask for a purely intellectual proof of the existence of God is like asking for the privilege of being able to see with your ears!

Do you believe in an afterlife?" the gunslinger asked him as Brown dropped three ears of hot corn onto his plate. Brown nodded. "I think this is it.

First guitars tend to be like first loves: ill-chosen, unsuitable, short-lived and unforgettable.

I wonder what it would feel like to laugh like that, with complete abandon.