The only work I've done the last two years is interviews. I'm very good at it.

I'm treading the backward path. Mostly, I just waste my time.

I don't feel active, and that my public conscience is fully satisfied.

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’m not anything that you think I am.

That's all I wanted to do as a kid. Play a guitar properly and jump around. But too many people got in the way.

I'm disappearing, avoiding most things.