I Don't Have The Genetic Make-up Of

Jack White Has Just Done A Song For Coca-cola. End Of. He Ceases To Be In The Club. And He Looks Like Zorro On Doughnuts.

I've Grown To Love California: It's The Dream Of Every English Musician To Come Here And Work In The Sunshine. To Walk Up Sunset Boulevard, Knowing You're Going To Make Music - That's It.

There Was A Euphoria In The Music And The Way It Was Delivered, And, As The Crowds Started To Get Bigger, It Fed Off Itself Until It Became Less About The Band And More About Being With All Those People, Jumping Up And Down, Drunk To The Music.

I'm Not Technically Proficient Enough To Attempt All Kinds Of Music.

I Don't Mind One Direction. They're Harmless, Aren't They?