My son, Wolfgang, plays drums, guitars and bass.

Eventually you'll take the phrases and rhythm patterns you've copped and begin to put your own mark on them

Best believe that needle hurt you Best to see these true colors Than follow one of your false virtues A little secret to make you think: Why is the crazy stuff we never say, poetry in ink?

It's always about the music, never about anything else.

The stainless-steel frets were a major breakthrough, because of the amount of playing and bending that I do. I have to get my guitars refretted every couple of months.

There are really three parts to the creative process. First there is inspiration, then there is the execution, and finally there is the release.

I have selective hearing.