My guitar was loud as hell, and I had no sympathy for anybody else.
The last thing that the blues needs is another smart-ass white boy with an attitude.
I never had the blues; the blues always had me.
I only write about what I do, what happens to me.
I was playing with steel picks on a steel guitar, and there was no amplification needed.
Logically, when you talkin' about folk music and blues, you find out it's music of just plain people.