Rock music is not meant to be perfect.

There are no identical twins, or forgivable sins.

Still, one of the few good things about being dyslexic is that when I say I don’t read reviews, I mean I don’t read reviews.

When I was a practicing alcoholic, I was unbelievable. One side effect was immense suspicion: I'd come off tour like Inspector Clouseau on acid. 'Where's this cornflake come from? It wasn't here before.

In the Seventies I was so scared I wouldn't go on stage.

I used to smoke cigarettes, smoke dope, do smack, every f - - thing. First, I couldn't function without it. Then I couldn't do anything with or without it. Then I thought, "This is the end of the line for my fun days."

Take my hand and we'll go riding through the sunshine from above. We'll find happiness together in the summer skies of love.