Nope, not heard any of the Arctic Monkeys, think it unlikely I will, but this bloke seems to have his head screwed on right:

Afterwards, his mood seems to have lifted. "There’s worse things you
can do in life," he says. "I keep forgetting that. You only think about
things within what you’re doing, so there’s always bad things about it.
But if you put it on the grand scale of things, you think, ‘Oh, shurrup
you dickhead, there’s worse things to moan about than that. You’ve got
the opportunity to write songs for a living.’" His eyes shine, and for
a moment Alex Turner seems neither weary nor jaded nor rigidly
unimpressed. "You’re proper fucking blessed."