I am a Bay Area guy, no question.

I love you Huey was the note I read, but there's a strange pair of shoes underneath the bed.

Now the old boy may be barely breathing, but the heart of rock and roll is still beating.

I'm happy to be stuck with you.

I am deluded enough to think I can bring something to the table.

A lot has been written and said about why he was so great, but I think the best way to appreciate his greatness is just to go back and play some of the old records. Time has a way of being very unkind to old records, but Elvis' keep getting better and better.

I was in a vintage pub rock band called Clover in the 1970s.