My mom had to beg the guys to let me play. I couldn't even play the drums right - Brian had to show me.

My dad was a tyrant. He used to physically beat the crap out of us.

I can tell you the day The Beach Boys will no longer exist - never. We'll be on stage in wheelchairs.

I made a dollar a day sweeping a laundry out. Then we made a record that was number two in Los Angeles. We got so excited hearing it on the radio that Carl threw up.

On the beach, you can live in bliss.

There will always be a Beach Boys. Being a Beach Boy is like being in love

All I need is a big surfboard and a piano.