Another Tea-time, Another Day Older.

In Writing Lyrics - Well, For Me, Anyway - It's About Getting Into Character, You Know? 'who Is Writing This?' In The Case Of The Original 'thick As A Brick,' Supposedly A Precocious, Very Young Child Who's Fantasizing About His Future And The Context Of All The Confusing Elements To Which School Boys Are Subjected At That Time.

Cafe Society Is As Old As The Hills. Starbucks And Its Imitators Are The Coffee Face Of The New Man In A Hurry.

I Don't Think Successful Musicians Were Really Put On This Planet In Order To Have A Great Time, Pat Themselves On The Back And Say, 'oh, What A Clever Boy I Am!' I Think That, Like Most Artists, We Were Put On The Planet To Suffer Just A Little. And We Do.

As A Musician, Life Is Not Over Just Because You Are Getting Older, And So I Find Retirement A Very Frightening And Dark Thought.

I Make Up My Own Mind In Light Of Available Facts, With My Own Experience And A Sense Of Personal Ethics.