Some of the stuff I'm writing is almost like hymns, some of my first singing and choral experiences were in church, the Church of Christ in Hicksville.

When I first started I didn't know a lot about the job, so I kinda had to figure it out by wire, ya know? It was hit and miss, I made mistakes, and fortunately I was able to recover from most of 'em. But I promised myself if I ever get to a point where I can help somebody that's trying to learn how to do this, that I would try to do that.

Only the good die young.

I see the winos talking to themselves and I can understand.

I am no longer afraid of becoming lost, because the journey back always reveals something new, and that is ultimately good for the artist.

Hot funk, cold punk, even if it's old junk, it's still rock and roll to me.

I really wish I was less of a thinking man and more of a fool not afraid of rejection.