Well, it was kind of an accident, because plastic is not what I meant to invent. I had just sold photograph paper to Eastman Kodak for 1 million dollars.
“And I was in another band called Flash In The Pan, which was soca, Latin music, down in Laguna Beach.”
“I don't want to fight aging; I want to take good care of myself, but plastic surgery and all that? I'm not interested.”