Most people you'd tell "I'm gonna be a musician," they'd say, "you're crazy, you're gonna starve, you're gonna be poor, a drug addict, go to jail, you'll never make it, there's too much competition, it's a terrible business," etc. But my chorus teacher in high school said, "you've got what it takes to be a really good professional musician, you should consider it." That was an epiphany for me. So I thought, well, maybe I can help somebody, too.

She's got a smile that heals me.

If you said good-bye to me tonight, There would still be music left to write.

We passed the hash pipe and played our Doors tapes.

We all end in the ocean. We all start in the streams. We're all carried along, by the river of dreams.

No end to sorrow, caused by the same endless fears. Why can't we learn from all we've been through after two thousand years?

I was drawn to boxing because I got beat up as a kid. I was the kid with the piano books in a New York neighbourhood.