I Find Christmas Very Difficult.

I Have Seen One Or Two Psychiatrists. They Just Sit And Nod And Doodle.

I Have Forgiven Jesus For All Of The Love He Placed In Me, When There's No One I Can Turn To With This Love.

Whenever I Go Past Mcdonalds I Get Very, Very Angry.

I Don't Want To Get Too Involved In Marketing Budgets, Online Promotions And Download Set-ups Because It Would Be A Bit Like Gertrude Stein Mapping Out A Tv Campaign. I Want To Sing. I Want Visibility. I Am Essentially Al Martino, Not Seymour Stein.

I Have No Love For Myself As A Human Being, But I Have Immense Pride In The Music I Make.