I saw it as a challenge to play with Pat and we put hours and hours into it, usually on the bus. The trick was to find something that we both wanted to play within our different styles which would add up to being greater than the sum of its parts.
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.
This amateurism however, can sometimes be helpful in forging a style; you have to work around your weaknesses.
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.
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.
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.
Sometimes I had to room with Tony Kaye and that was awful.
I practice at home, in between phone calls, and have much to do.
I mean, Chris is, I'm sure, a wonderful guy. But in those days he also very, very late. For all appointments and departures and arrivals and sound checks and anything.