I just realized how long it was since the last album, and where did the time go? You know?
The hairs stand up on the back of my neck at certain music.
To me, making records isn't work.
I'm still getting thrilled with music even after 40 years of doing it professionally.
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.
When you do a song new live on stage, it's kind of a bit weird until it gets worn in, you know, like oiled up a bit. It's still a little bit stiff until you really thrashed at it for a few weeks.