To This Day, H.r. Giger's Work Remains

I Was Always Playing The Hammond Organ Back To Front Even During The Days Of The Nice, Going Back To 1968. Really What I Was Doing There, Was Choosing Notes At Random And Trying To Make Some Sense Of Them, Improvising Back To Front.

Ive Broken My Nose, Ive Broken Ribs. You Name It. In Fact, We Just Got Back From South America, And I Fell Over A Monitor Speaker On The Stage And Almost Ended Up In The Front Row Of The Audience. I Managed To Sprain My Wrist On That One But Luckily Nothing Was Broken.

I'm Not A Rich Man, And Greg Lake Is Certainly Not. I Don't Know How He Can Survive. I Don't Know How He Can Be That Suicidal. But Having Said That, I'd Love To Be There To Help Greg.

Find A Good Teacher, As I Found For My Sons. I Feel The Worst Thing You Can Do Is To Try And Teach Your Own Children Yourself, Because There Is A Natural Rebellion That Occurs.

I Don't Regard Myself As A Great Classical Or Jazz Pianist. I Like Country Music, But I'm Not A Great Player. I Just Like Music. Drums 'n' Bass Is Pretty Exciting And I'd Love To Explore It.