It's frustrating actually, the time involved in getting something released these days. My new CD has actually been finished for a year. It's only now that it's being released

Blues music is becoming more and more popular than it ever was. I'm always meeting people on the road that are really young, and are guitar players.... male and female.

I was very influenced by Eric Clapton and Jimi Hendrix. ...both of whom I had the pleasure of playing with and becoming friends with.

I had to learn chord shapes... I bought books with chord charts. I used to listen to all kinds of pop music.

The most important thing is to follow your instinct and get involved with some friends who have similar taste and aspirations and like music as much as you do.

I've never stopped learning.

The Blues scene now is international. In the '50s it was purely something that you would hear in black clubs, played by black musicians, especially in America. But from the '60s onwards it changed

I've written lots of songs on the piano. My mother had a piano and it was the first instrument I played

The Stones are a different kind of group. I realized that when I joined them. It's not really so much their musical ability, it's just they have a certain kind of style and attitude which is unique

I never advise anyone to sacrifice something else because of music, but then I don't see why they would have to anyway.

I do remember actually learning chords to Beatles songs. I thought they were great songwriters.

But I like my big Afro. I also liked when my hair was longer and relaxed. I’m happy to have choices. They’re mine to make

Satire is a lesson, parody is a game.

To be able to say "I love you", one has to be able to say "I

Age is just a number. It's totally irrelevant unless, of course, you happen to be a bottle of wine.

I was hanging out and drinking as long as I could afford it, or as long as somebody else could afford it.

I think doing a female Elf in the Woodland realm was a bit safer, because we haven't met one of those yet.

I thought you wanted food," she gasped. "I do," he murmured, tugging on the bodice of her dress. "But I want you more.

In a hollow head there is much room for knowledge.

I like writing songs all females can relate to - songs about when you're a chick and you get your heart broken and you go shopping.

Spiritual hunger and spiritual thirst But you got to change it On the inside first To be satisfied