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Life Is Just A Bag Of Pot.

If You Give A Good Performance, Something That Gets Some Feeling Across To People, That’s Such A Rare Gift. It’s Underestimated At This Point In History, When The Music Biz Is Inevitably Turning Into A Kind Of Politics.

And For So Long, I Had Thought If I Was Going To Write A Song, Or Get "into" Something, I Had To At Least Smoke A Joint Or Something. And That Didn't Work Anymore. Once I Was Fairly Well Cleaned Out, Even A Little Bit Of A Drug Getting Into My Work Threw Me Off Kilter.

In 1965, When Great Young White Artists In The English-speaking World Were Successfully Re-channeling Hillbilly And Black Music - You Know Bob Dylan, Ray Davies, Pete Townsend, Keith Richards - They Didn't Get Any Money At First. They Were All Broke.

I Always Went In With A Very Specific Idea Of The Sound I Wanted, And Once I'd Recorded I'd Try And Make It Sell As Much As I Could, But I Only Went In Thinking Of A Sound I Wanted. So, It's No Surprise To Me That He Got The Hit And I Didn't. But What I Realized Was That He Did Dress It Up Nicely, And My God, He Does Sing On Key Well.