In 1940 I came across a record by Jimmy Yancey. I can't say how important that record is. From then on, all I wanted to do was play the blues.

The British feel of blues has been hard, rather than emotional. Far too much emphasis on 12 bar, too little attention to words, far too little originality.

Once you became associated with a children's show, you're finished.

I must have been heavily schizophrenic all my life. The me who hears what the other me can't play is the dominant one.

I'm a compulsive musician, but it's also a bloody good way out of having to do anything else.

When I reflect on how things have changed, I can't help but laugh.

I had always intended to make a living out of playing blues. But I never admitted it to myself. I don't suppose I could have given a logical reason for it ever becoming possible to do so.