it's always a golden period for me. look, we have a golden piece of asparagus, it's golden. >> anthony: so do you have any sense of -- >> lydia: no. i [ bleep ] don't. those were the bad old days baby. you try living on peace and black beauties, you try giving handjobs under the table to take your first band to europe. you want to go back to that? you go back to that. how were you living? i know the same, hand to mouth. >> anthony: so no sentimentality, no nostalgia at all. >> lydia: i'm doing too much shit all the time. i still have shit to do. why am i boo-hooing when i just been on tour from october to next october? i'm not stopping. >> anthony: youth? would you want to go through that again? or was that overrated? >> lydia: youth? don't i look good for my age? >> anthony: hell yeah. >> lydia: well, what do you want from me? >> anthony: was it worth -- >> lydia: the older i get, the better i taste, what can i say? it's like wine, baby. >> anthony: did something special happen then, or am i just? is it all -- >> lydia: my whole life is special, because i'm still alive, doing what i want to do with who i want to do it with. to me, i'm not living in the past because i'm living in the present. it's new york, get used to it. it has never changed, it had a golden moment here, probably had a golden moment in the '40s,