Constantly able to confound even their own audience, there is in the Ozrics a complete lack of any recognisable pop ethic. They really aren't ones for choruses or words for that matter. Surprising, perhaps, since, as we're sitting in the kitchen at the mill, Jumping Jon whips out a guitar and sings a quite marvellous song about brown rice, middle-class, lentil hippies that could easily set him up as a kind of Roddy Frame for the brown rice'n'tofu set. Words always get in the way, make everything too specific. Our music is more about creating moods and giving the listener the chance to get whatever they want out of it.
Music is better than singing.
It must be strange to have a world inside your head that doesn't even consider interfacing with pop. It's like, if you get a CD, there's only maybe a couple of seconds that are any good. The rest is rubbish. They seem really ordinary to me. It's exactly the music i love.