This is my 1963 Ford. It was the only car I could A-Ford.

I grew up thinking art was pictures until I got into music and found I was an artist and didn't paint.

This is my 1963 Ford. It was the only car I could A-Ford.

If the people in the audience are talking, you're being ignored. If the people are gazing at you, you've got something they want to hear.

Looking hard for a drive in, searching for a corner cafe, where the hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day.

All were artists, playing foolish, having fights and making love as if the rest of the world had no racial problems whatsoever.

It used to be called boogie-woogie, it used to be called blues, used to be called rhythm and blues...It's called rock now.