In the summer of '84, you just couldn't escape the Born in the USA record.

The blues is losing someone you love and not having enough money to immerse yourself in drink.

Nelson Mandela will always be the face of South Africa. The traveler passing through the country will see Mandela's face almost everywhere he looks. Truly, the man is omnipresent.

If you're crazy enough to put your hat into the ring of speculation and punditry, you're going to get some turbulence. But if it's coming from some journalist with a comfortable degree of body fat, I'm not losing any sleep over it.

When you start thinking as far as what's a good photo, unfortunately everything starts looking like a good photo.

Youths write me and tell me that their band will go nowhere because of all the bad bands in the world. I tell them there has always been awful music and that no great band ever wasted any time complaining, they just got it done. Their ropey ranting is just a way to get out of the hard work of making music that will do some lasting damage.

No child asks to get born, so when they are here, they should be shielded from any possible horror.