Keep on playing the Experience!

We had no sleep or days off or anything like that and then, when the band became big, Hendrix became a star and looked down at us lot.

But people are now realising why I was playing bass with Hendrix.

I suppose the old natural stuff would be ok, the old mushroom, but I wouldn't advise anyone to do it.

My lady, Deborah McNaughton is doing a documentary on me.

I took up violin because my best mate had taken it up, so I did likewise.

Hendrix rehearsed different drummers, before we met Mitch Mitchell.

Well, I'd had the Fat Mattress earlier as a writing outlet for songs and that.

On Ain't No Telling I came up with the bass solo.

I came to join the Experience by going for an audition for Eric Burdon who was just forming the New Animals at that point, after the original Animals had broken up.

The first band I was in, I think was called The Strangers. I got the sack because I was too small!

That little girl was dead and in her place stood a cold-blooded killer.

It becomes the urgent duty of mathematicians, therefore, to meditate about the essence of mathematics, its motivations and goals and the ideas that must bind divergent interests together.

I see my work plagiarized in gardening programmes and decorating programmes and car adverts, and I suppose I have to accept that's just the way art gets assimilated into culture.

Whatever has happened in someone's past, the future is theirs to shape. The first step is to find a way out.

Any psychology of sign systems will be part of social psychology - that is to say, will be exclusively social; it will involve the same psychology as is applicable in the case of languages.

American fans want to meet you, and they wait for that autograph by the stage door. In the UK, it doesn't really happen that much.

I read an awful lot in college - a lot of Dickens, a lot of 19th century American stuff, a lot of old mysteries. Maybe it's helped me attain a certain fluidity with my style.

It only confirms me in my belief that there is no Swaraj without a settlement with the Mussalmans.

If I were to be really petulant, I would say New York is the one doing the betraying. Because the New York I fell in love with doesn't really exist anymore.

Mankind divides itself into two classes,--benefactors and malefactors. The second class is vast; the first a handful.