I don't know what goes on in the crowd. I've had them show up and throw beer cans at me. I caused riots in most of the major cities.

When I was in college, I had a jazz radio show. I called it 'Excursion on a Wobbly Rail,' after a Cecil Taylor song. I used to run around the Village following Ornette Coleman wherever he played.

But I'm also talented and I know when I created something great and Perfect Night is something great, no doubt, no but.

Whether you know it or not, we're not just a bunch of old fogies reliving war stories and drinking beer, but a great cross-section of America, ... Hell's Angels.

I'm writing about real things. Real people. Real characters. You have to believe what I write about is true or you wouldn't pay any attention at all. Sometimes it's me, or a composite of me and other people. Sometimes it's not me at all.

You know, I had a couple hundred jumps in my career, and I made most of them, but the ones they show over and over are the ones when I crashed.