JL: I don't want to. M: I was wondering if any well-known musicians have tried to go out of their way to introduce themselves to you? JL: Thats funny you should ask that kind of question because every fucking week, Linda McCartney keeps sending us her bloody photos and a diary. Ahhh, its sooo boring. We've got heaps of her garbage. It's really embarrassing. And once, in a cab outside of Harrods as I was driving by, swish and swank as I usually am, Paul McCartney came running over banging on the window. We had to hold the doors closed so he couldn't get in. The cab driver said , 'God I've seen it all now!' I'm not interested in being introduced to the members of other bands. It's really quite dreary and that whole scene is so incestuous anyways. Jah Wobble (PiL's bassist) told me that Keith Richards called us at the hotel last night. People like him would be dead near us. I don't like Keith Richards. The chosen fucking wonder never got put away for that drug bust in toronto a few years ago. I despise him for that. I don't know how he can live with himself because if I was him I'd be embarrassed. M: Would you like to a number one single in the charts? JL: I really couldn't care. It would be nice for my bank account. I'm certainly not going to sell myself short for it. Why should I? I'm nobdys puppet. |
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