Quotes from Jason Arnopp

If we devoted as much effort to investigating the dead as we do to building the weapons that make them dead, we'd know a lot more about life after death." "Dead

Babies are so consistently insane that it's hard to tell if they're possessed, unless they start floating about).

My jeans remain unsoiled. My heebies are jeebie-less. There are no willies up me.

You can only live in a world of make-believe for so long, before reality comes calling.

Sleep is when the brain processes everything. It's when we delve deepest into that well.

The lies we tell ourselves. Comforting justifications, designed to try and fill the holes in us. I

Let me tell you: Theroux would shit himself.

Dead girls in the rear-view mirror may appear more real than they are.

HALF AN hour later, Richey James sits alone in the dressing room, smoking a cigarette and staring straight ahead. He's not saying anything. Is it because he treasures his guitars, that he never smashes them? "No, I dislike my guitar intensely," he sighs. "I can't even be bothered to smash the fucking thing. It doesn't deserve death...

Richey James, the band's resident depressive and ropey rhythm guitarist, is less enthusiastic, despite appearing quite content. "I never find it exciting to go anywhere," he shrugs. "You get much more true information from literature than from travelling. Like, if I want to know about France, I'll buy the book.

Richey currently smokes 50 cigarettes a day, having started two weeks ago. "Whenever I do something, I like to do it a lot," he explains back at the hotel. "When I was 13, I did a Shakespeare project that was 859 pages long. Everyone else just did six. I just had fuck all else to do but sit in and write...

He justifies the cigarette burns as, "my way of not screaming or shouting when things fuck up. It's just discipline, and something to do. We never call each other cunts and wankers in this band. We just walk away." "What I usually do," pitches in Nicky, "is put all my clothes in the sink and wash 'em. That's the difference between him and me!

For this event, Richey insists on taking a suicidal Joy Division tape along as backing music. "Oh yeah!" mocks Nicky. "That'll really get the tea party rockin'!

I had about 40 different nicknames, and I hated it, but I still thought I was better than the rest, because I was caring, sensitive and intelligent, and they weren't!

Nicky: "19' s probably your last good year. It's all downhill from there...

I still like to think of Richey as being holed up in a Welsh valley somewhere, with a pile of books and a dog.

I don't think I have a happy place. This possibility makes me ache.

Last time I looked, in about 2009, social media was one big room full of people not listening to each other, shouting, 'My life's great!' I doubt this has changed.

Truly dreadful sounds ensue. The sounds of human disassembly.

I find it fascinating how the supernatural infiltrates your head, even when you reject such concepts. Just as cold germs go about their work, regardless of whether you believe in them. Every

They say you don't directly remember things you see. Instead, you remember a memory of a memory of a memory of a… The

people's enduring belief in conveniently invisible devils makes the work of science so much harder. It slaps a leash on progress and encourages backward thinking.

Thirteen-year-old Maria Corvi arrives on foot, alongside her fifty-something mother Maddelena.

makes these thoughts rise from primeval depths. You find yourself fearing what countless ancestors feared before you, ever since the first ambiguous shadow was cast upon a cave mouth's wall. The