I'll Paint You Moments Of Gold, I'll

I'm Just An Individual Who Doesn't Feel That I Need To Have Somebody Qualify My Work In Any Particular Way. I'm Working For Me.

1961 Was When I Was Really Into Clothes. I Left School At 15 And Started Copying A Bloke Who Used To Go Up On The Train To London With Me; Leslie, I Think His Name Was. He Was Like, Top Mod Of His Own Area. He Wore Italian Jackets With White Linen Jeans. Boy, Was That Cool! I Mean, That's In Style Now - It's Very Much The L.a. Look. But He Was Wearing It Then, And It Looked Supercool.

Some Of Us, I Think, Us Small, Pompous Arty Ones Probably Read Too Much George Steiner And Kind Of Got The Idea That We Were Entering To This Kind Of Post-culture Age And That We'd Better Do Something Postmodernist - Quickly, Before Somebody Else Did.

Of Course, We Found Out Later Syd Barrett Had Mental Problems. But There Was Something So Otherworldly About Him. He Was Hovering, Like, Six Inches Above The Ground.

Speak In Extremes, It'll Save You Time.