We don't mind being ripped apart, but don't rip the songs apart. They're like our kids.
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Nationality: Australian Type: Musician Born: December 22, 1949 Death: January 12, 2003 |
“It was so quiet that morning in Paris that the heels of my two companions and myself were loud on the deserted pavements. It was a city of shuttered shops, and barred windows, and deserted avenues.”
“It's kind of a tradition that you get a rookie, put him in the middle, wrap your arms and legs around him, then douse him with everything you can get a hold of - shaving cream, ketchup, mustard, everything. It's kind of like a pie in the face after a guy is successful.”