I wake up in the morning and I say 'Ahh! Today's the day for a song! I'm going to write a song today!' And I do. I write a song.

I have stage fright every single concert I've ever done. I have at least four or five minutes of it. It's absolute living hell.

Every now and then I hear voices in my head, but not very clear. I can't understand what they are saying. It's a mental illness. I have been diagnosed as a manic depressive.

I listen to oldies but goodies stations, '60s and '70s music.

I hate those old falsettos, I really do, and it's embarrassing since I've grown up.

I met Paul in 1967, Ringo in 1985, and I saw George Harrison in a nightclub somewhere in L. A. I never met John.

Some people might think that sex is the highest experience you can have. I tend to think that music is.