I shall drive my chariot down your street and cry hey it's me.

The first piece of music that captured my imagination was probably Ray Charles Live At Newport.

I think we're going a bit too fast at the minute. The rate we're going is like we're going over the edge of the hill.

Jazz comes from a tradition where it swings. Swing was the main ingredient of jazz. And once it loses the swing...well, that's it.

You can call it nostalgia, I don't mind Standing on that windswept hillside Listening to the church bells chime Listen to the church bells chime In that magic time.

The fact I wasn't getting off made me realize that I really had to take a hard look at it and at the type of music that I played, which ranges from ballads to country type stuff to rock and rhythm 'n' blues. It takes in a wider spectrum.

You come into my dreams from a whisper to a scream.