They were the Saturday Club, a secret society of which only the four of them were aware and which none other could join.
We were like heroes, to stand there and observe the police, and the police were scared to move upon us.
When I was growing up, there were two things that were unpopular in my house. One was me, and the other was my guitar.
I always felt that heroes were essentially dull. Villains were more exotic and could do more interesting things.
I thought that automobiles were going to have mufflers and go fast and airplanes were going to fly fast.
Blank House was exactly a nice empty sheet where nothing was accountable because you were so naughty that you were in Blank House.
My hands were constantly blistered or bloody; my ears were always ringing. I tore through drumheads and drumsticks like there was no tomorrow.
To me, you were more than just a person. You were a place where I finally felt at home.
Strangers were a fairytale full of possibilities not yet corrupted by reality while caregivers were the reality – and everything that couldn't be counted upon.
I think we were trying to get off Combat from the moment we were on Combat.
Not hippie - my parents were not hippies - but they were very supportive and encouraging, and that does a lot for someone, and it gives them a lot of confidence.
The fans were so psyched that someone was doing a movie about a Boston fan that they were giving their all.
When we got into office, the thing that surprised me most was to find that things were just as bad as we'd been saying they were.
Some people thought we were presenting Archie as a false character. President Nixon thought we were making a fool out of a good man.
Oral storytelling goes back so long ago, and those stories that were told orally were always layered and changed with time.
At the time, there were very few foreign names in the press and they were all factory workers. I thought I'd never get a job at a university with a foreign name.
Walt's idea was that - as soon as the people who were dining got through their main course. They were supposed to all be seated, served at the same time, when they got into the dessert.
It was about this time that I began experiencing the beginnings of my battles with an anxiety disorder. We were touring a lot and there were some developing personal problems within the band.
We were only there for five days and during that time Tom was a bit annoyed that the French were more interested in me and my schoolgirl outfit than him and his long scarf.
I think maybe we were just a little bit overdone. It was saturated. People may have gotten tired of us. We were everywhere, all the time.
My teenage years were exactly what they were supposed to be. Everybody has their own path. It's laid out for you. It's just up to you to walk it.
