Right around the end of the fifties, college students and young people in general, began to realize that this music was almost like a history of our country - this music contained the real history of the people of this country.

So what I do, more than play any instrument - I mean, I love to play - but more than that, I write songs. Songs that are about living, about what it's like to be going through all the things that people go through in life.

I want to know what became of the changes we waited for love to bring/Were they only the fitful dreams of some greater awakening?

I wrote the song For A Dancer for a friend of mine who died in a fire. He was in the sauna in a house that burned down, so he had no idea anything was going on. It was very sad.

My forays into trying to date girls my own age from the school I went to were all pretty tortured.

I taught myself to play the piano, because I wanted to play it.

I'm sensitive, you know, about some things, and as some of my partners could attest to, incredibly insensitive.