The Beatles had just come out, and everybody had a band. It was incredible competition out there.

Clapton asked my brother to play on his record. I thought that was the most wonderful thing in the world.

I said, other people can write songs, let's see if I can. So the first 400 or 500 wound up on the floor somewhere. Then I wrote one called Melissa.

One of these days I will be an old man in a rocking chair on a porch. Wouldn't it be nice to have my whole life there to read and kind of re-live it.

It's hard to live your life in color, and tell the truth in black and white.

I didn't think we would ever make enough money to pay rent by playing music.

There are as many ways to write songs as there are songs.