As I've Gotten Older And

You Know, A Song Is Like A Kid. You Bring It Up. And Sometimes Something You Thought Was Going To Be Fantastic, By The Time It's Finished, Is A Bit Of A Disappointment...beyond A Certain Point, The Music Isn't Mine Anymore. It's Yours.

Catering On Planes, Like On British Rail, Is A Standing Joke, But I Don't Really Have A Problem With It. I Don't Quite Know What People Expect.

All I Set Out To Do Was To Earn A Living Playing Drums, You Know? And As Luck Would Have It, I've Surpassed That.

There's Something Perverse Isn't There, If You're Playing In Front Of 100,000 People And There's 2000 People Down The Front Who Don't Like, You Think: What Is It That They Don't Like?

When You're Young You Want To Show People What You Can Do, No Matter What The Cost. Whereas When You're Older, And You Realise That Maybe A Drum Machine Is Better Than You Playing, Then Use The Drum Machine.