Mark Hoppus recently talked with People, and when asked if Blink-182 were writing new music said:

Not yet, but we are about to. [I] literally found out by Tom doing an interview with our friend Toby Morse from H2O, saying that we were going to start demoing songs this summer. So I was like, “Oh, okay. Cool. Guess I’m writing a new album this summer. Great. Can’t wait.”

Mark Hoppus is on the latest episode of NPR’s All Things Considered.

You know, coming out of the mid- to late-’90s, pop was really big, you know, boy bands, NSYNC. And I think people were ready for a little more edge and a little more fun. So Blink-182 came around, and I think it was just being there at the right moment when people were ready to laugh. And I think that “What’s My Age Again?” really broke through what was being played on the radio because it was catchy. It has a lot of energy. It had a funny video.

Mark Hoppus revealed at book tour stop at the Paramount in Brooklyn, New York that the title for “Dammit” came from an episode of Beavis and Butthead:

”Dammit, Dammit, Son of a Bitch. Dammit. Dammit. Son of a Bitch,” Beavis bemoaned as they watch the clip. Butt-Head responds, “If those were the words, that’d be cool.” Beavis then shares that he was thinking of writing a song with that title. But in real life, it appears that Blink-182 beat them to the punch.

Mark Hoppus also talked with Vanity Fair:

“I fail a lot and I still get mad at dumb shit, and I still get depressed sometimes, and sometimes I’ll waste a whole day fucking looking at my phone and Instagram when I should be out looking at art and creating and doing fun stuff,” says Hoppus. “But I really, after cancer, have tried to cherish every day, every relationship. It’s made me reevaluate a lot.”

The Guardian also sat down with content-king Mark Hoppus:

He says he loved their penniless early days more than any other part of their career; in an era when artists talk about the deleterious effect of touring on their mental health, there is something uplifting about the glee with which he describes building an audience by touring grotty clubs in a knackered van, perpetually skint and unwashed. “Totally the most fun,” he says. “I mean, it’s the fucking worst, trying to find the next venue or a fucking shower – the quest for a shower is insane. We would go days with no shower and you’re in the gnarly heat, playing in the middle of the day in 92% humidity in some parking lot in New Jersey. But skateboarding, playing in a band, driving down freeways shooting fireworks at each other – what more could you hope for in your early 20s?

Mark Hoppus, on a press bonanza for his book that’s out today, was also interviewed for US Weekly:

“The day before I started chemotherapy, Tom texted me a photo of him standing in front of a bunch of women in lingerie. It was for a music video that he was filming for Angels and Airwaves, and he said, ‘Hey, just so you know, I’m still creating art over here with Angels and Airwaves.’ And I replied, ‘Ha ha, that’s great. By the way, I need to tell you I have cancer. I start chemotherapy tomorrow,’ and immediately my phone rang and it was Tom,” he recalled. “It was the first time that I’d really spoken to him in years, but we didn’t even talk about that. He’s like, ‘How are you feeling? What’s going on? First of all, you’re going to get through this. I’m going to help you get through this no matter what.’”