I never had the blues; the blues always had me.

The last thing that the blues needs is another smart-ass white boy with an attitude.

I got Sonny up to Harlem, and we started street playin' in New York. We did that for three or four years and survived. We brought it back to the streets again.

Anywhere I'm wanted, I'll go. I've got to be wanted, though.

Logically, when you talkin' about folk music and blues, you find out it's music of just plain people.

I was playing with steel picks on a steel guitar, and there was no amplification needed.

My guitar was loud as hell, and I had no sympathy for anybody else.