I just realized how long it was since the last album, and where did the time go? You know?

As you get older, the days have gone, and the years have gone, and it's 'whoosh!

There's not much you can do with a ukulele that doesn't sound happy.

It was dark and misty for 2 weeks, and I didn't come up with a thing. Suddenly the sun shone and it was, 'Wow, look at those beautiful Alps.' I wrote 'Mr. Blue Sky' and 13 other songs in the next two weeks.

It was so simple in the old days. You put out an album, people promoted it, it got in the charts, and you had a hit.

The first band I saw were Mike Sheridan and The Nightriders, in their brown mohair suits, in 1966.

It all comes down to what you truly love doing, and what I love doing is overdubbing and making new sounds out of things that are sometimes quite ordinary on their own, but when you put them together, they make something new--or something that sounds new. Just discovering things like that musically is a pleasure.