This reminds me of the time i spent living in the hollywood hills with my then mananger and friend Les. I can't belive we all made it out the other side of that tunnel. We cooked a bunch of feasts that were never eaten. It was the best of times, It was the worst of times. One thing is for sure that you can't do what we did in Scandinavia. You just can squeeze your self like a tube of toothpaste in a place like that. Everyone is so polite and white, which is nice. Nice doesn't make Rock n Roll records.