It's Not The Side Effects Of The

By The Mid-'80s, It Was Really Apparent To Me That I Really Needed To Stop Losing Myself In My Work And In My Addictions. What Happens Is You Just Wake Up One Morning And Feel Absolutely Dead. You Can't Even Drag Your Soul Back Into Your Body. You Feel You Have Negated Everything That Is Wonderful About Life. When You Have Fallen That Far, It Feels Like A Miracle When You Regain Your Love Of Life.

People Look To Me To See What The Spirit Of The Seventies Is.

I Always Write Well In New York.

I'm Rather Kind Of Old School, Thinking That When An Artist Does His Work It's No Longer His.

Am I Machiavellian? I Don't Think I'm Quite The Mastermind People Would Have Me Be. Everything I Do Tends To Be Very Successful And It May Have Something To Do With The Fact That I'm Very Good, Not Necessarily That I Manipulate. But That Doesn't Often Occur To People.