I never used to believe in words, and at first I didn’t sing in words, it was just noises and sounds. I used to be in an experimental band with my best friend when I was 15. She played the popcorn machine and miked it up, and I played the drums to it. We weren’t even trying to be funny. And my friend organised to record my grandfather snoring, and that was supposed to be our loop, our rhythm [she snores theatrically] to do a song to.

i-D, march 1994