So I bought a forty-four magnum, it was solid steel cast, and in the blessed name of Elvis, well I just let it blast 'til my TV lay in pieces.

The story I have told throughout my work life I could not have told as well without Clarence.

Let there be sunshine, let there be rain, let the broken hearted love again.

Music doesn't tell you where to go. It says, go find your own place. That's what it told me.

At the end of every hard day, people find some reason to believe.

Your spoken voice is a part of it - not a big part of it, but it's something. It puts people at ease, and once again kind of reaches out and makes a bridge for what's otherwise difficult music.

Until I realized that rock music was my connection to the rest of the human race, I felt like I was dying, for some reason, and I didn't know why.