You are a dear soul who plays polo, and I am a poor Pole who plays solo.

If I miss one day of practice, I notice it. If I miss two days, the critics notice it. If I miss three days, the audience notices it.

I established a certain standard of behavior, that, during my playing, there must be no talking.

I am just a guy who plays drums.

I'm just happy with what I am, and I happen to be a polo player.

I am a poor hater.