Davey Havok

I was thinking about this the other night, and a really quick lyric from ''The Killing Lights'' came to mind: ''Am I beautiful?/Am I usable?'' It's obviously simple, but I really like it.

What recent song do you wish you'd written?

TV on the Radio's ''Staring at the Sun.'' Amazing! I saw them recently. They were visceral, powerful, emotional. That song is so moody and so rich.

What music annoys the shit out of you?

Remember what was called ska punk? It was very prevalent in, like, '95 or '96. So much so that it was appropriate for us to say to Stormy, our booking agent, ''Look, just make sure the local bands [opening for us] aren't ska-punk bands. Ska is fine. Punk is fine. Putting those two together drove us crazy.

Is your iPod crammed?

I have a 40, and a Nano, which I use in the gym. It's got stuff like Day of Contempt, Tool, Jawbreaker, Duran Duran, INXS. . . . I need a new one, but I'm holding out -- I hear rumors that they're going to come out with the 100-gig really soon.

You don't drink -- did you have a bad experience?

No. I've never been drunk. I've never even had a beer. It never appealed to me. I saw how people acted and treated each other -- that's not for me. I also saw it as very civilian, like mandatory recreation.

You've been the lucky recipient of fan letters written in blood. What do those say?

Nice things, usually. Professions of adoration, commitment, loyalty and appreciation -- they just happen to be written in blood. Most of the stuff we get is not as unsanitary as that. I get socks, which is nice. Cute socks. Makeup. Nail polish. I get little Japanese plastic toys. Things far preferable to bodily fluids.