I think everybody has their own way of looking at their lives as some kind of pilgrimage. Some people will see their role as a pilgrim in terms of setting up a fine family, or establishing a business inheritance. Everyone's got their own definition.

At first the music almost repelled me, it was so intense, and this man made no attempt to sugarcoat what he was trying to say, or play. It was hard-core, more than anything I had ever heard. After a few listenings I realized that, on some level, I had found the master, and that following this man's example would be my life's work.

All I am certain of right now is that I don't want to go anywhere, and that's not bad for someone who always used to run.

I always respected that B.B. sees music in a very open, free way.

the thing about pessimism is that in most cases it's nothing more than a front behind which a body can hide its most sweetful yet painful hopes. please forgive mine.

You can't mastermind everything. You'll go crazy. Just show up and play.

If you hand me a guitar, I'll play the blues. That's the place I automatically go.