It was 22 years of work in a row, right up until 1987. Twenty-two years in a row-either on tour, writing an album, or recording an album. It wasn't until 1987 that I was able to take a breath.

It took me a long time to learn how to write a good song.

Every now and then you'll nail one that's really, really special. And that's what you live for.

I write probably 80 percent of my stuff over the winter.

Most of the time, I'm here in Michigan and I'm taking out the garbage every Monday.

I sailboat raced, I love to go out on my motorcycle alone, but I also love my family dearly. I love that aspect of my life as well.

That's a good way to live, go against the wind.