In my early years I liked toy soldiers and I had a small wooden fort. One Christmas my father had bought it for me and carried it all the way home from Brixton Market, but on the way dropped it, smashing it, so he had to turn back and buy another one just the same. That's the story I heard. I can still feel the touch of those childish things though they are long gone.

Tybert (T): Can you tell me please, Rose, should a new and original kind of music be arrived at by thinking hard and planning hard, or in some other way?

Rose (R): If you put a question like that to anyone around here, they will probably dismiss it and tell you just to write down or to perform the music that comes to you from your imagination. For myself, I don't have an immediate answer to your question. I am clueless in so many things.