Rachmaninoff made a musician out of me. His 'Rhapsody on a Theme by Paganini' was the piece that sent me into raptures. It spoke to me. To me, it was a tender entreaty for the misunderstood.

Heaven's full of astronauts and the Lord's on death row.

You feed it all your woes, the ghostly garden grows.

All romantics meet the same fate some day. Drunk and cynical and boring someone in some dark cafe.

So many things I would have done, but clouds got in my way.

I'm not a kiss-and-teller. I never named names.

I'm a very analytical person, a somewhat introspective person; that's the nature of the work I do.