When I was 19, I made my first good week's pay as a club musician. It was enough money for me to quit my job at the factory and still pay the rent and buy some food. I freaked.
Artists - musicians, painters, writers, poets - always seem to have had the most accurate perception of what is really going on around them, not the official version or the popular perception of contemporary life.
Like family, we are tied to each other. This is what all good musicians understand.
I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints - the sinners are much more fun.
I don't know why people thought I was retiring.
I really wish I was less of a thinking man and more of a fool not afraid of rejection.
