If you can do something that doesn't rely on a major melody but still sounds immediate rather than being obtuse and devoid of anything to catch onto, that's great.

When bands are on stage and they ask the crowd, "Are you having a good time?" what they're really saying is, "I just want a bit of reassurance - is everything all right?"

I find it really disappointing and cheap when someone's copied the whole drum sound from a record.

I'll also listen to music on a Discman and realize how nice it can sound when it's not compressed to MP3 format.

When you're making the record, you're not thinking about an audience, but you still need them and you want them.

That happens quite a lot in Hot Chip - you can let go of something that was originally essential to the creation of a song.

There is no decision to be more or less comic. I don't feel more or less humorous in my day-to-day. These things are accidental.

To stop for years and then discover that the audience is getting smaller and smaller would be demoralizing.

There's another thing that you don't want to take for granted, and that's the reality of there being an audience there each night. It's pretty amazing that that can happen around the world.

I don't love CDs more than anything else, but I was just playing around with the idea that they could be something you're momentarily keeping hold of as everything is passing by.

You're trying to make music, and then at the end of it you give reasons for everything.

Music is the highest form of philosophy of the conscious mind.

Sometimes, it seemed, the business of a Witch or a Godmother was not so much using magic as knowing when not to use it.

Nothing monumental happened, the earth didn’t shake, and lightning didn’t strike. There was just a simple moment of raw emotion, unbridled and exposed to the daylight.

Blood is a reservoir of delights. It is a treasure trove for those who know what to look for, and how to isolate it from the rest of the junk. I know how to do both.

And now I want love. Lust is no good for me. I want love. His love.

The more help a person has in his garden, the less it belongs to him.

God won’t give you more than you can handle.’” Holiday chuckled. “And we just wish He didn’t trust us so much, right?

Britannia's shame! There took her gloomy flight, On wing impetuous, a black sullen soul . Less base the fear of death than fear of life. O Britain! infamous for suicide.

To be successful is never convenient. The things you have to go through, it's never convenient.

I also think swimmers are pretty fashion conscious and mos aren't always the best accessory to be rocking. Haha.