I always loved music. You know, my parents said I started singing when I was 4, in the car.

Take a lesson from the trees, watch the way they bend with each breeze, little victories.

If I want to work, I can. If I want to play golf, or ride my motorcycle, I can. But the rest of it is family. Sometimes you're not really needed by your family, but you're there. And my kids like to know I'm there.

He spent all night staring down at the lights on L.A., wondering if he ever could go home.

With only one thing in common, they got the fire down below.

Even in junior high, I always knew I had a talent for music and I knew I could make money that way.

It went on yesterday and it's going on tonight, somewhere there's somebody ain't treatin' somebody right.