The land of opportunity spawned a whole new breed of men without souls.

I played drums on Keith Carradine's first record.

To want what I have, to take what I'm given with grace. For this I pray.

I have a bad back partially from playing the drums and singing. I used to have to hold my body in such a position that my spine got out of alignment.

In the old days, words like sin and Satan had a moral certitude. Today, they're replaced with self-help jargon, words like dysfunction and antisocial behavior, discouraging any responsibility for one's actions.

I said, baby, do you have no shame? She just looked at me, uncomprehendingly, like cows at a passing train.

This year, notoriety got confused with fame, and the devil is down hearted because there is nothing left for him to claim.