We all lived in the same house, or most of us did. And as far as I can make out we were confined to the property, because at twenty-four hours' notice we'd have to do a gig somewhere. So you couldn't leave the building for more than twelve hours in case a gig came through.

We were from totally different social backgrounds. This is what is very hard for an American to understand, but we could have been five guys from Mars.

So I have the classic amateur's technique; I know some very tricky bits and I have large gaping holes.

And I like messing around in the engine room of music. Seeing what happens in the rhythm section area.

At the end of the whole day of working with people you want some privacy.

But what I think my emphasis is, is on the fact that I like music a lot.

I don't really remember a whole lot of sex, drugs and rock n' roll, really.

I listen to Bill Stewart play the drums and when I have finished doing that, I listen to Bill Stewart.

I practice at home, in between phone calls, and have much to do.

I seldom play in a trio, but acoustic music is likely to be lighter, quicker, and quieter.

If I was hearing something I couldn't do, I would figure out how to do it.

My harmony is passable but is usually made more eloquent at the hands of Steve Hamilton.

Plus I am being hounded by all the fabulous new drummers, Bill Stewart at the head of the pack.

Sometimes I had to room with Tony Kaye and that was awful.

The best practice you can get is on the bandstand, but in between gigs I feel I have to stay in shape.

The piano is kind of my second instrument.

This amateurism however, can sometimes be helpful in forging a style; you have to work around your weaknesses.

We used to drink an awful lot of alcohol.

Whatever I have come to offer, I have come to offer and it may or may not be connected to anything that has happened in the past.

And we'd drink huge amounts of scotch and coke, which is a ghastly sweet drink... And now people don't drink nearly as much, for good reason. We're all a little wiser.