‘Jimi Hendrix played in the band and lived at our house. He’d watch cartoons with us with his guitar strapped on, and we’d ask him questions as he practised’
As a songwriter, inspiration can strike at any time. I’d just bought a new 12-string acoustic guitar and took it into our basement in New Jersey to try it out. Almost as soon as I started playing, I thought of the words: “All babies together, everyone a seed / Half of us are satisfied, half of us in need / Love is bountiful in us, tarnished by our greed / When will there be a harvest for the world?” I pretty much had the first two verses just like that.