The Events Between 1968 And

I'm A Grandfather Now.

There's Nothing Worse Than A Bunch Of Jaded Old Farts, And That's A Fact.

Six Months Go By Very Quickly When You're A Genius.

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've Stopped Apologizing To Myself For Having This Great Period Of Success And Financial Acceptance.