We All Have The Same Problems In

We're All Turkeys! Some Of Us Are Running Around With Our Heads Cut Off, Some Of Us Are Flapping Our Wings That Hard We're Close To Flying. But Nothing Is An Eagle Bar God.

Think Twice; It's Just Another Day For You And Me In Paradise.

I Usually Hang Around The Room Listening To A Bit Of Last Night's Show. If There's One Available, I Go To The Steam Room Every Day For My Voice. I Spend Half An Hour There And Then I Eat, Because I Can't Eat Later Than Four O'clock. Then I Go For A Soundcheck. That's My Day.

I Remember Flying With Air India To New York Quite A Few Years Ago Now And I Love Indian Food, So The Fact That I Had A Curry On Board Was Fantastic.

The Stereotypical Rock-star-trashing-a-hotel-room Thing? Those Days Had Passed By The Time I Was In A Band Big Enough To Do It.