The Blues Is Instilled In

Cynicism And Defensiveness Are Two Things Constantly Levelled At Me. Look, I've Got Time For People, I'm Good Mannered. I Usually Find That When You're Down, Nobody Has A Bloody Minute For You. If I Was A Nobody, You Wouldn't Even Talk To Me. People, In General, Don't Like You Being Upfront And Civil. They Hate You For It. They Label You A Cynic 'cos You're Reasonable.

Oh, A Passing, Skeptical Kind Of Interest. I'm A Hammer-and-nails Kind Of Guy.

In Getting Older, I Find Myself Becoming Progressively More Ineffectual In A Lot Of Different Ways, And Part Of That Is Down To No Longer Having The Youthful Feeling That What You're Doing Has Any True Impact.

I'm Not In The Business Of Telling People What To Do. I'm Much More In The Business Of Describing Things, Situations And Stuff Like That And Leaving Them Out There, And You Can Make Up Your Minds About Them.

I Am Not Interested In Anything That Doesn't Have A Genuine Heart To It. You've Got To Have Soul In The Hole. If That Isn't There, I Don't See The Point.