What they're not ready for is guys like you and I and Nails and all the other gnarly gnarlingtons in my life that we are high priests Vatican assassin warlocks. Boom. Print that people. See where that goes.

With a lot of hair and make-up then I'm possibly remotely attractive. But it's rare I don't think I'm ugly but I'm nothing particularly special. I'm not a yoga and health girl. I don't exercise that much and I eat crap and smoke and bite my nails.

I don't do yoga. I bite the hella outta my nails. I smoke I eat all the wrong food I don't exercise.

For three days after death hair and fingernails continue to grow but phone calls taper off.

For days after death hair and fingernails continue to grow but phone calls taper off.

The earth is rocky and full of roots it's clay and it seems doomed and polluted but you dig little holes for the ugly shriveled bulbs throw in a handful of poppy seeds and cover it all over and you know you'll never see it again - it's death and clay and shrivel and your hands are nicked from the rocks your nails black with soil.

Appearance is something you should definitely consider when you're going out. Have your girlfriend clip your nails or something like that.

I used to lie between cool clean sheets at night after I'd had a bath after I had washed my hair and scrubbed my knuckles and finger-nails and teeth. Then I could lie quite still in the dark with my face to the window with the trees in it and talk to God.

What's cool about indie rock is that one band can do effectively the same thing as another band and one band nails it and the other one doesn't. I like that elusiveness.

I've always leaned toward a feminine funky style even in business settings. I used to paint my nails blue in 1993 before it was mainstream.