the knowledge that nothing you can say will make any fucking difference - or, if it does, it won't make any difference for any longer than like five minutes. It's weirder with a band, because you kind of know that you won't lose touch with the people the way you lose touch with a girlfriend. I could have sat in a bar with all three of them the next night without arguing, but the band would still have ceased to exist. It was more than the four of us, it was a house, and we were the people in it, and we'd sold it, so it wasn't ours any more. I'm talking metaphorically here, obviously, because no one would have given us a fucking dime for it