« ‘Listen, they did the same to Dylan, didn't they ? I'm changing all the time. They don't want me to have any money. They want me to be their little house pet. The only people that ever liked that band, I think, were writers. It was a writers' band. The average person treated it as kind of a novelty, like an ashtray made of diamonds. But I want a large audience. I want to hug the world. Why not ? Why can't I be a blond ?’ »

Barnes conclut par ces mots :

« He also said that he was abandoning his sax solos because they were driving people out of his shows and that he had at last discovered the 4/4 beat – something that had previously been anathema to him. »

C'est l'époque de ce caca total et inqualifiable qu'est Unconditionnaly guaranteed suivi, avec une réussite non moindre en matière de saleté musicale, par Bluejeans and Moonbeams. Encore une fois, ses propos ne peuvent appeler que la perplexité...