My perfect Sunday:

Nick Drake. Skype with my sister in England. Brunch with friends. Wander around the Academy of Sciences and the Japanese Tea Garden or a bookshop. Great Thai food and a movie either at Sundance Kabuki or at home.

The movie I've watched the most times:

Toss up between Casablanca and Bladerunner, probably. Or maybe When Harry Met Sally. Or Play It Again, Sam. Or...

My life history in 5 sentences or fewer:

Later.

My first concert / My dream concert:

Best was either seeing Primal Scream on their Screamadelica tour in 1990 in a sweaty venue in Portsmouth, England, or feeling as if my head was going to come off watching Orbital and then Underworld play a festival in 1996. My dream concert now would be seeing The Rolling Stones play through Exile on Main St in a small venue. And with a defibrillator kit close at hand. You know- just in case. Charlie Watts is like, 90 or something.

For me, a first date no-no is:

Bringing your boyfriend. That would be weird.