If you wanna dance, a windshield wiper'll do it-all you need is a beat.

If you wanna dance, a windshield wiper'll do it-all you need is a beat.

That's the clarinet I used to use... but it's just a piece of wood, you know, with holes in it and they put these clumsy keys on it and you're supposed to try to take that and manipulate it with throat muscles and chops... and try to make something happen that never happened before. And when you do, you never forget it. It beats sex, it beats anything.

I can't understand guys who just have to have your autograph. What do you do when you get home, take it out & look at it?

I was really running a music school back then, because my band wasn't making any money. I keep talking about money, because most people don't understand the part of money in running a band.

I wanted to resign from the planet, not just music. It stopped being fun with success. Money got in the way. Everybody got greedy, including me. Fear set in. I got miserable when I became a commodity.

The good old days are neither better nor worse than the ones we're living through right now.