Sobering up was responsible for breaking up my marriage. That's what it couldn't stand.

One of my earliest memories was me singing 'Oh, What A Beautiful Mornin' at the top of my voice when I was seven. I got totally carried away. My grandmother, Sarah, was in the next room. I didn't even realise she was there. I was terribly embarrassed.

I don't read music. I don't write it. So I wander around on the guitar until something starts to present itself.

I would advise you to keep your overhead down; avoid a major drug habit; play everyday, and take it front of other people. They need to hear it, and you need them to hear it.

Einstein said that he never could understand it all, the planets spinning in space, the smile upon your face.

If the gig's going really well, I'm incredibly happy on stage and really feel good about my life and things.

Music is like a huge release of tension.