People Look To Me To See What

I've Come To The Realisation That I Have Absolutely No Idea What I'm Doing Half The Time...

I Got A Bad Migraine That Lasted 3 Years, And The Pills I Took Made By Fingers Disappear.

My Work Is Really The Accumulation Of These Different Moods That I've Had Throughout My Life And Where They've Taken Me. I Start Looking Back, And I Think, I've Actually Created A Life Out Of All This, Out Of These Changes Of Mood. They've Pushed Me Through All These Years, And I Seem To Have A Semblance Of A Life, And If I Look Very Carefully, I Can See Some Thematic Design To It. There's Some Continuity.

To Not Be Modest About It, You'll Find That With Only A Couple Of Exceptions, Most Of The Musicians That I've Worked With Have Done Their Best Work By Far With Me.

Don't Let Me Hear You Say Life Takes You Nowhere, Angel.