So goodbye, I'll be leaving, I see no sense in this crying and grieving. We'll both live a lot longer, if you live without me.

Music is a work in progress. On a record, it gets frozen in time. And it's oddly unnatural.

Up until about a hundred years ago, the world was dark at night. You got to have a real night so you could sleep.

I never went to the Beatles' concerts to scream. I never screamed at anybody's show. I was on my feet with the entire, all of the crowned heads of Motown, and we were shrieking our guts out.

We've got blue light, we've got all this light flooding our bedrooms and things blinking, and you can't get a decent night's sleep.

Everybody has their own level of doing their music. ... Mine just happened to resonate over the years, in one way and another, with a significant enough number of people so that I could do it professionally.

What I think is the universal, wonderful thing about music, is that it's very inclusive.