I'm Disappearing, Avoiding Most Things.

There's So Much Around, You Don't Know What To Listen To. All I've Got At Home Is Bo Diddley, Some Stones And Beatles Stuff, And Old Jazz Records.

The Fine Arts Thing At College Was Always Too Much For Me To Think About. What I Was More Involved In Was Being Successful At Arts School.

You Only Have To Read The Lines Of Scribbly Black And Everything Shines.

I Don't Think I'm Easy To Talk About. I've Got A Very Irregular Head. And I'm Not Anything That You Think I Am Anyway.

I'd Like To Be Rich. I'd Like A Lot Of Money To Put Into My Physicals And To Buy Food For All My Friends.