I think that is what film and art and music do; they can work as a map of sorts for your feelings.

In the third grade, a nun stuffed me in a garbage can under her desk because she said that's where I belonged. I also had the distinction of being the only altar boy knocked down by a priest during mass.

For me, once I count the band in, and I delve deep into my song, I feel a certain sort of integrity and integration that I rarely find in my daily life.

When it comes to luck, you make your own.

I've always loved the fact that Bob's [Dylan] been able to sustain his mystery over 50 or 60 years.

I was looking for some way to put my music to some service on a nightly basis. You go into a town, you play a little music, you leave something behind. That idea connected us to the local community. It was a very simple idea, but it really resonated with me.

Now those memories come back to haunt me they haunt me like a curse.