Reading music is something that's inherently hateful to me. It makes music like mathematics.
After I exhausted the blues thing, I got into jazz.
By then I was in Brooklyn and drank my way through that summer. I stopped when I got sick of that and got a job at the Strand bookstore, which was a little better than the tax job.
From '69 til '76, I never played in public. I would play by myself at home.
My playing started to develop through the Miles Davis stuff I was listening to.
The Stones were nasty and ugly and doing songs I was familiar with.