I've always got about four albums in my head.
I was blessed with a gift. It's a gift and a curse. It never ends
Strats are my favorite electric guitars, and I've got quite a collection.
Down the ancient corridors through the gates of time, run the ghosts of dreams that we have left behind.
Between the worlds of men and make believe I can be found.
He earned his love through discipline, a thundering velvet hand, his gentle means of sculpting souls took me years to understand.