I'm not afraid of death. That is the greatest mystery of all. That'll be it, that one. But it is all a race against time.

There's such a wealth of arts and styles within the guitar... flamenco, jazz, rock, blues... you name it, it's there. In the early days my dream was to fuse all those styles. Now composing has become just as important.

I'm very fortunate because I love what I'm doing.

All my houses are isolated. Many is the time I just stay home alone.

Sometimes, I must admit, I'd like to have a second guitarist onstage with me, but it wouldn't look right. I'd like to play for another 20 years, but I don't know... I just can't see it happening. I don't know why. It's a certain foreboding... a funny feeling... vultures.

Once I got a guitar that was relatively user-friendly, but not super-duper easy, I really came on as a guitarist, at that point. It helped. It was a super-expensive guitar either, but something needs to steer you a bit, if you're playing an instrument that is really hard.

If you are on to something creative, school can also inhibit you. The wrong teacher, man, can really mess you up.