I keep getting told working class kids aren't in music anymore. They are, but they're into grime now. It's changed.

You can't get into this game if you're just going money, money, money, fame, fame, fame... it'll fuck you up.

I enjoy being 55. I enjoy not going out clubbing anymore, not getting off me tits anymore. I loved it then, but I'm not the same man.

People my age, from my generation. They joined the army, travelled the world and killed people. I joined a band, travelled the world and fucked chicks. Took some drugs, so what? That's how it is.

I had writer's block for 10 years. Not much fun that.

I lost a few million quid after an argument over 120 grand with my management. But I'm not bitter.

If I was a self-centred prick, I would have voted Tory. But I just couldn't. We all have to make sacrifices.

All these working class people who work in factories and they voted for Theresa May. It fucking baffles me, they're the first ones that are going to get their throats cut.

I've been stood in a couple of gun battles in Jamaica, that's scary. Losing money, also scary, but on a different level.

Factory Records were great. They gave you loads of freedom. I couldn't imagine major labels doing the same at that time or now.

Tony Wilson, fucking great businessman. I hate it when people say he wasn't. He was a genius.

The people who were running the majors in the nineties were more pissed and drugged up than the artists. I'm not surprised it all changed.

Music used to be really territorial. You were a mod or a punk or a rocker and you couldn't like anything else. The Mondays changed that I think; we loved it all.

I was a bit of a c*nt in my youth, but I always had manners. No need to be rude.

I hate fake fucks. I spent some money on clothes and cars in my time, but it never fucking works. You're never satisfied.

My ideal day is with me kids. Go-karting, walking, cooking, fucking trampolining.

In the Mondays I was a kid having kids, now that I'm older I'm better at it.

I'm even a pescatarian now, fucking hell. Beans and lentils for me from here on out.

Tony Wilson told me that the reason the Smiths broke up is because they argued about royalties, so we split everything 50/50. Let me tell you, that was bollocks. We still fucking argued even though we were all making the same money… it's just part of being in a band.

I don't like giving out advice… but just turn up at the fucking gig. Be reliable, put 100%, live and breath it. All of that, pal.

Pop Voodoo, the new album by Black Grape is released on 4th August

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Finlay Renwick
Deputy Style Editor
Mother, blogger, vegan, model, liar