The Rich Son Waits For His Father

I Don't Like Nostalgia Unless It's Mine.

One Thing I've Often Thought Is That I Never Want To Tell Anybody Else What To Do. It's Hard Enough To Figure Out What I Want To Do.

In The Late '70s I Started To Search For The Perfect Sound - Whatever That Might Be, Before That I Was Mainly Interested In Drugs, Insanity And The Rock'n'roll Lifestyle.

They Tied His Arms Behind His Back To Teach Him How To Swim, They Put Blood In His Coffee And Milk In His Gin.

I Mean, There Are Peripheral Things I Do, I Do Photography, I Write Plays, I Have Books Published, But That's Neither Here Not There.