Most white Americans only discovered the blues with the British invasion.

My real self is probably more creative and more frightening than any sort of drink or drug-induced state.

During the Eighties, when I was hurting for money, I thought, "Hang on a minute - I can paint." I was living in New York and I thought it would get the grocery money coming in, and it escalated from there.

People often get the wrong impression of Mick. The clever businessman is just one side of Mick. The other side is the same as the rest of us, a true rocker!

I had a fiery affair with George Harrison's wife, Pattie Boyd.

I'm terrible with money, absolutely awful. I'm always losing it.

I just think my body can't handle it any more. I did try a little drink a while back, and I was actually physically ill. I went into an immediate depression, and felt awful, just dreadful. So that's it. I'm over it now.