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.
Everybody would grab a guitar and listen to somebody else and call themselves a folk singer. When they didn't know no more songs, they'd run out of them.
I was playing with steel picks on a steel guitar, and there was no amplification needed.
When I was hitch-hiking, people had to follow me, 'cause I didn't stay long.
My guitar was loud as hell, and I had no sympathy for anybody else.