Our silence is deafening and deadly.

Thank God that I had the ability to understand that I had a different beat and that I was a drummer.

For goodness sake, look at those cakes.

My music wasn't written by Mozart, Beethoven, Bach or Schubert. It's written by God and me. They go "a one and a two and up." We start on the downbeat. Bam! And that's where we got them.

Thank God for the journey.

Sometimes you struggle so hard to feed your family one way, you forget to feed them the other way, with spiritual nourishment. Everybody needs that.

When I'm on stage, I'm trying to do one thing: bring people joy.