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

Mediocrity's easy, the good things take time, the great need commitment.

Dreams die hard and we watch them erode, but we cannot be denied the fire inside.

Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy, out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy. Workin' on mysteries without any clues, workin' on our night moves.

Up with the sun. Gone with the wind.

I love working with different musicians in the studio, that's a real joy working with someone for the first time.

Like a rock, standing arrow straight. Like a rock, charging from the gate.