I Don't Wish To Embarrass Anyone.

Whatever I'm Already Doing Becomes Enhanced When I Smoke Pot. It Can Also Be Demotivating, Because If I'm Not Doing Anything And I Smoke A Joint, It Enhances Just Sitting In A Chair. Then I Don't Even Want To Get Up To Change A Record. That Might Not Be A Bad Thing, But You Have To Get Things Done Once In A While.

I Feel Displaced When I'm Back In America, Like A Visitor. I Feel Like If I Don't Get A Cup Of Tea I'm Going To Lose My Mind.

The Cliché Of That Sort Of Wasted, Renegade, Drugged-out Musician Of The '70s Is Kind Of Dead And Gone Now. And I Suppose That A Lot Of People Still Keep Relying On That, Or Some Kind Of Image To Perpetuate Something That They Think They're Supposed To Sound Like. But That Kind Of Takes You Away From Real Inspiration And, You Know, Real Artistic Discovery Of The Individual.

What Characterized The Whole Punk Scene For Me In 1977 Was There Was No Racism Or Sexism. It Was An Anarchy Of -isms, And A Matter Of Abolishing It All.

Remember Those Black-and-white Films With Frank Sinatra? Those Guys Looked Like Men And They Were Only 27! Listen To Otis Redding Singing 'try A Little Tenderness'. That Was A Man Who Understood What A Man Has To Know In The World. Show Me A Real Man Now! Where Are They?