Im sorry I cant speak very coherently.

There's so much around, you don't know what to listen to. All I've got at home is Bo Diddley, some Stones and Beatles stuff, and old jazz records.

I don't think I'm easy to talk about. I've got a very irregular head. And I'm not anything that you think I am anyway.

Well, I've got a color telly, and a fridge. I've got some pork chops in the fridge, but the chops keep going off, so I have to keep buying more.

It's always been too slow for me. Playing. The pace of things. I'm a fast sprinter. The trouble was, after playing in the group for a few months, I couldn't reach that point.

I think of me being a painter eventually.

If I'd stayed at college I would have become a teacher.