Sex, drugs and rock & roll

Set off early with my guitars this morning to another rehearsal session and I see what I can only describe as envy in a man’s eyes as he passes by in his business suit. I’m strolling nonchalently with my guitars to the tube, as he can only imagine my decadent life of sex, drugs and rock & roll…

The reality is of course that he is very happily earning his fortunes in an office while I struggle with mine. Also I was never into drugs and sex was always very complicated issue, messed up more often than not by falling for the ones who were willing to let you undress them. If I have any regrets about some of my younger days, it would be that I often confused nudity in a woman as a sign that she was in love with me. Never quite got the hang of that one.