I like to remember meeting Keith Richards in Eurostar.
Sitting in first class restaurant, he was there, cross the table.
Fast train for one time too fast. 2 Hours chat.
To say I was a fan and still I am is not correct.
We share with a few others (John Lydon) this essence of rebellion.
Not political, not religious not social, we born different, so fuckin’ different.
We don’t follow rules, ours change everyday. We don’t establish models, we don’t believe in models.
We don’t need consistency because we just are…
