The only reward the musician receives is music: the privilege of standing in the presence of music when it leans over and takes us into its confidence. As it is for the audience. In this moment everything else is irrelevant and without power. For those in music, this is the moment when life becomes real.

The plot details of B movies are irrational: accept that people do things that are contradictory, against their own best interests, have short term aims & limited attention span, and do incredibly stupid things while things blow up. Apart from things blowing up, this is just like the music industry.

If you are playing repertoire material, you're stuck. There's not huge amounts you can do.

To me, Bill's musical heart is in Earthworks, in the jazz they are playing, in the acoustic kit.

Music is the cup that holds the wine of silence. Sound is that cup, but empty. Noise is that cup, but broken.

When music appears which only King Crimson can play, then, sooner or later, King Crimson appears to play the music.

Music so wishes to be heard that it sometimes calls on unlikely characters to give it voice.