It is painful to relive things that have caused emotional crises or whatever and find ways to express that musically.

You can't mastermind everything. You'll go crazy. Just show up and play.

I just managed to convince my grandmother that it was a worth while that was something to do, you know, and when I did finally get the guitar, it didn't seem that difficult to me, to be able to make a good noise out of it.

For me there is something primitively soothing about this music, and it went straight to my nervous system, making me feel ten feet tall.

The blues are what I've turned to, what has given me inspiration and relief in all the trials of my life.

The Yardbirds came in to the Crawdaddy Club a week after the Stones finished their Sunday night residency. They had done it for almost a year, I think, and then we did it for a year. It was better when they were playing there because when they went they took half the crowd with them and it took us quite a while to build up our own following.

I don't have half the nerves there that I have anywhere else.