Insomniacs tend to fall into two general categories - those who give up and those who don't. I don't. I refuse to admit defeat by turning on the light. I will not try to read or watch a movie, thank you. Productivity is a crutch of the weak.

Suburbia is too close to the country to have anything real to do and too close to the city to admit you have nothing real to do.

I try to reciprocate and to give back to the fans with my performances, like a big 'thank you' for the love they show me.

Like most citizens of popular and international urban centres, I don't take advantage of the cultural opportunities. Perhaps this comes from growing up in suburbia. Home is where you eat, sleep, read, watch television and ignore your parents. It is not where you go to the ballet and then attend a heated panel discussion about it afterwards.

Spanx are amazing. Thank you to the inventor of that.

Give it up for Ray Charles and his beautiful legacy. And thank you, Ray Charles, for living.