I didn't want to be treated like a 'star.' I fought it constantly, and I think I was rude.

Yeah, I'm old as the hills and you would think I'd be out to pasture someplace because I've done everything, but nothing has changed.

I love any opportunity I have to make music.

The dark night of the soul for me was one night in Florida, when I had been on the road for about four years and I realized that everybody around me was on my payroll, that my old friends hadn't been in touch with me and my family didn't know where to get me. I was a very unhappy guy and it was because I was really alone.

No one person or material thing could ever come close to the feeling I get when the music is right.

My hair was slicked down with a part. But that was before I discovered the blow-dryer. Now I'm fabulous.

I couldn't bear the road anymore. I'm sure that a lot of people who have been on the road a long time will say the same thing. After a while, waiting for bedroom service and planes - I wanted to go home.