Linda Thompson: I was living on vodka, orange juice, and antidepressants.
Sandy Denny: No, I was very dead in a lot of ways.
Thompson: Like everything's a Starbucks now.
Denny: I don’t know if you’re going to misinterpret what I say because it’s very difficult to explain.
Thompson: [laughs] It's kind of nightmarish, but you just tell yourself that it could be a whole lot worse.
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Denny: Although I don’t keep a diary myself, when you listen to things like that you begin to realize how hung-up you were.
Thompson: You've seen the pictures.
Denny: They’re so strange. I’m not really into it.
Thompson: For a long time they thought it was psychological, but it's now been found out to be something else.
Denny: I just started getting very neurotic and I thought that was it.
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Thompson: One time he helped me dye my hair.
Denny: No, not quite. I can’t tell you.
Thompson: Do you like him?
Denny: I don’t know. My songs are a bit devious and perhaps weird.
Thompson: They're just your standard, run-of-the-mill murder ballads, mate.