By many peoples' standards, my playing is very primitive but by punk standards, I'm a virtuoso.

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

I started off with the really funky stuff like Ramsey Lewis, Milt Jackson, Kenny Burrell.

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.

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

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

My playing started to develop through the Miles Davis stuff I was listening to.