But Everyone I Know Reaches A Point

Nobody Notices Me. Nobody Thinks I'm Me. But Then I Look Less Like Me Than Most Of The People Coming To Our Concerts.

There's No Hope Of Me Becoming Completely Relaxed On Stage. If I Did, I'd Sit Down And Doze Off.

I Look Thuggish When I Shave My Head And Wear Big Boots. I Walk Into A Newsagent And People Think I'm Going To Jump The Counter.

Apart From The Fact That I've Got A Strange Job, I Do Lead A Fairly Normal Life. I Do My Own Shopping. I Don't Feel Constrained By Who I Am Because Of What I Do; I Often Feel Disappointed By My Lack Of Ability. I Get Frustrated At Myself, But I Think Everyone Does.

There Were Only Two Times In My Life When I've Actually Felt Down About Things And Gotten Myself Into A Full Mental Mess. One Of The Times Was In 1982. I Had A Horrible Time For A Few Months And Felt Pretty Desperate. Then Again In 1984, For Various Reasons, Not All Of Them Within My Control. Since Then, I Just Wander In And Out Of Black Moods.