After I exhausted the blues thing, I got into jazz.

Reading music is something that's inherently hateful to me. It makes music like mathematics.

The Stones were nasty and ugly and doing songs I was familiar with.

After I exhausted the blues thing, I got into jazz.

It was just like Howlin' Wolf. Once you arrive at the point that you understand it, the emotional factor is darker than some of the saddest blues stuff.

Meanwhile after failing the bar twice, I knew some people in New York and moved here in August '71.

I was 12 in '55 when rock and roll hit. It just completely transformed me.