There's a beauty in work and I love it, all different kinds of work. That's what I consider it. Rock is my job, and that's my work. And I work my ass off, you know.

With a chance to make it good somehow, hey, what else can we do now? Except roll down the window, and let the wind blow back your hair.

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.

The highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive.

An outgrowth of having a long career is that I have a lot of interesting things around that I get to revisit, and someday get to the place where they become something that I want to do next.

I don't know if I know anyone, with the exception of the early inventors of rock music [who wasn't influenced by something].