Who Told You I Was A Musician?

Lonesome. Lonesome. I Know What It Means. Here All By My Lonesome, Dreaming Empty Dreams. Weary. Weary At The Close Of Day, Wondering If Tomorrow Brings Me Joy Or Sorrow.

I Think Of These Things As Obstacles Rather Than Opportunities, Because If They Were Opportunities It Means I Actually Took The Business Of Doing Them Seriously. To Take Myself Too Seriously Is The Gentle Kiss Of Death.

I've Got A Very Behind-the-scenes Personality. I Don't Know How I Became A Performer. I Like To Stay Discreet, Out Of The Public Eye, Very Low-key.

Who Told You I Was A Musician?

The Only Thing That Interests Me Is History - Reviewing The Past And Making Something Out Of It.