Like A Fool, I Fell In Love

The Toughest Thing About Being A Celebrity, I Suppose, Is Being Polite When I Don't Want To Be.

My Selective Memory Of What Drinking Was Like Told Me That Standing At The Bar In A Pub, On A Summer's Evening With A Long, Tall Glass Of Lager And Lime Was Heaven, And I Chose Not To Remember The Nights On Which I Had Sat With A Bottle Of Vodka, A Gram Of Coke And A Shotgun, Contemplating Suicide.

I Remember When I Thought Of Singing As The Bit That Went Between The Guitar Playing - Something I Couldn't Wait To Get Out Of The Way. Singing Was Originally Like A Chore That I Didn't Really Enjoy.

In Playing, I Suppose My Greatest Gift Was To Express The Way I Felt Or The Willingness To Express Myself.

I Know There Will Be No More Tears In Heaven.