Traffic Was Very, Very Free. It Was

Traffic Was Very, Very Free. It Was Great.

Mr. Fantasy Was The Only Song That Was Scribbling On A Piece Of Paper.

I Turned Everybody On So, Psychologically, I Guess I Was Pushing The Boundaries Creativity.

I Have To Confess That A Strong Contributing Factor Was That I Had Just Taken What Was Probably The First Acid Ever Made, Given To Me By A Guy Called Johnny Fellows, Who Had Just Returned From America.

Everything That Traffic Ever Did, I'd Give Steve A Complete Lyric, Titled, Written Out With The Verse, The Bridge, The Shape And Rhyme And Then Steve Had To Figure Out How The Meter Of The Words Would Fit Musically.