You make your music, then you try to find whatever audience is out there for it.
I have spent my life judging the distance between American reality and the American dream.
A dream of life comes to me, like a catfish dancing on the end of the line.
Let there be sunshine, let there be rain, let the broken hearted love again.
To her Cheshire smile, I'll stand on file, she's all I ever wanted. But you let your blue walls get in the way of these facts.
There is a real patriotism underneath the best of my music but it is a critical, questioning and often angry patriotism.