Sweet Head, Give You Sweet Head.

I'm Well Past The Age Where I'm Acceptable. You Get To A Certain Age And You Are Forbidden Access. You're Not Going To Get The Kind Of Coverage That You Would Like In Music Magazines, You're Not Going To Get Played On Radio And You're Not Going To Get Played On Television. I Have To Survive On Word Of Mouth.

I Am A D.j., I Am What I Play.

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.

I Could Never, Ever Talk To My Father. I Really Loved Him, But We Couldn't Talk About Anything Together. There Was This Really British Thing That Being Even Remotely Emotional Was Absolutely Verboten.

I'm Drawn Between The Light And Dark.