Stood alone on a mountain top, starin' out at the Great Divide. I could go east, I could go west, it was all up to me to decide. Just then I saw a young hawk flyin' and my soul began to rise.

Radio is so fragmented, it's unbelievable.

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.

Great sex is wonderful while it's happening, but who remembers great sex they had in 1983?

It's the age of reason for the anarchist.

I want to be sure I can deliver what people expect to hear. I just don't know if I can physically do it. Or if I should.

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