I Do A So-called Trip Into Myself:

I Am Not Reclusive. I Just Have A Private Life.

My Mouth Is A Womb. My Teeth Are My Children. My Tongue Is Their Babysitter.

There's Something About Celtic Mythology Which Is Deep In The Soul, And I Just Think That Somehow She Has Tapped Right Into It.

Over In The Uk, The Music Press Can Be Brutal. They Can Say Wonderful Things About You One Week, And The Next Week, You're In The Can.

The Spring, Summer, Is Quite A Hectic Time For People In Their Lives, But Then It Comes To Autumn, And To Winter, And You Can't But Help Think Back To The Year That Was, And Then Hopefully Looking Forward To The Year That Is Approaching.