There are three aspects to perspective. The first has to do with how the size of objects seems to diminish according to distance: the second, the manner in which colors change the farther away they are from the eye; the third defines how objects ought to be finished less carefully the farther away they are.

As I get older, I get smaller. I see other parts of the world I didn't see before. Other points of view. I see outside myself more.

The truth is there was a golden era in music from 1962 to 1978 - after that it all went a bit tits up. I blame the fucking drum machine and the fucking shoulder pads of the 1980s.

A red-headed man is not generally considered to be a sexual icon.

Artistic expression, sex, and truth are the only things that really matter.

The best songs just come unasked for. You don't have to think about them. Summer is a good time for songs.