"I registered at the Iroquois Hotel on 44th Street. Everything I possessed was in one suitcase, I also had a credit card and 25 dollars in cash. I wanted to sleep but I was too excited so I sat for a while looking at the light of the hotel sign that was flooding the room. Unfortunately my happiness was shattered when I lifted the sheets on the bed and I saw that it was swarming with insects".
"I had noticed that next door there was another hotel called Algonquin so, after some negotiating at the front desk, I registered there, exceeding my credit card limit for emergencies and making friends with the guy at reception".
They gave me a single room at the back facing water tanks and a washhouse, but it did not matter: I was in NYC on my own for the very first time. It was 1981, I was 21 and I was about to cut my second record"