I was coerced into taking piano lessons in the early ’50s. It was a quite unpleasant experience.

Meanwhile after failing the bar twice, I knew some people in New York and moved here in August ’71.

From ’69 til ’76, I never played in public. I would play by myself at home.

Reading music is something that’s inherently hateful to me. It makes music like mathematics.

I think Blank Generation holds up pretty well. You listen to that with headphones and there’s a lot going on there with the guitars- it’s the product of a lot of fighting.

I was 12 in ’55 when rock and roll hit. It just completely transformed me.

I saw Suicide in ’74 and it was pretty horrifying.

It was just like Howlin' Wolf. Once you arrive at the point that you understand it, the emotional factor is darker than some of the saddest blues stuff.

Meanwhile after failing the bar twice, I knew some people in New York and moved here in August '71.

I was 12 in '55 when rock and roll hit. It just completely transformed me.