I Can Find My Way

People Run Away, Pull Their Hair, Go Off In Different Directions, Nodding Their Heads And Going, "oh, God." I Am Slightly Disheveled, I Think. I'm Really Pleased That I Am, Because Otherwise I Could Be In A Really, Really Dull And Boring Place Now, As A Musician, At Least.

I Don't See What The Point Is In Growing Up.

I've Still Got A Twinkle In Me.

The Events Between 1968 And 1980 Were The Kind Of Cornerstone For Everything I've Been Able To Do, They Gave Me The Springboard.

You Can't Even Imagine How It Felt To Have A Cassette That You Could Take With You With A Microphone So You Could Put Down An Idea And Not Have To Hum It A Million Times To Remember What It Was.