There seems to be an inclination among rock musicians to be very carefree with money, but I negotiate the best flight and hotel deals on our tours to maximise the band’s income – I don’t want too see too much taken off the top line.

Even there in the midst of my belief that there was nothing worth salvaging, I could feel the truth of his words. Our circus act, begun at the Biltmore Hotel four years earlier, had mostly been a success. To admit as much, though, would be to undermine my argument. He would take the admission and twist it around in some way that would make him the victim and me the villain. I couldn’t say what I knew: that I was the villain, too

I might want to open a hotel and design all the rooms. Or maybe a museum that lets me curate all the events

I’d be in my hotel room, smoking too much, drinking, going to clubs, just being numb. That was being in jail to me. I wasn’t happy at all on the streets. That was the addict speaking.

I see a lot of nice hotels, but I never really get to enjoy the cities, because I have to be on a plane the next day.

I’m very intelligent. I’m capable of doing everything put to me. I’ve launched a perfume and want my own hotel chain. I’m living proof blondes are not stupid.

There was this one time in Vegas when I took four Victoria’s Secret models and did one gram off each of their bodies within, like, 45 minutes. I declared myself King of Vegas and decided to remodel my hotel room with my bare hands to resemble King Louis XIV’s bedroom at Versailles. Knocked down two entire walls, and later had four knuckle surgeries. Still wasn’t as high as Rob Ford.

The great advantage of a hotel is that it is a refuge from home life.

It was like I was in a tunnel. Not only the tunnel under the hotel but the whole circuit was a tunnel.

We spent all day travelling, living away from the people you love, not sleep in our own bed … We are far from our own houses. We live in hotels, clubs. And now that I am a father it is much more difficult

I’m so fast that last night I turned off the light switch in my hotel room and was in bed before the room was dark.

So, I sit at the hotel at night and I think of something that’s funny. Or, If the pen is too far away, I have to convince myself that what I thought of wasn’t funny.

I write jokes for a living, I sit at my hotel at night, I think of something that’s funny, then I go get a pen and I write it down. Or if the pen is too far away, I have to convince myself that what I thought of ain’t funny.

One time I didn’t leave my hotel room for four days, I was so stuck in my head.