As you get older, the days have gone, and the years have gone, and it's 'whoosh!
Old music is the same as new music - it's just a different way of delivering it.
The hairs stand up on the back of my neck at certain music.
There's not much you can do with a ukulele that doesn't sound happy.
Live shows are fun - sometimes. But you have to practice for months on end.
It was dark and misty for 2 weeks, and I didn't come up with a thing. Suddenly the sun shone and it was, 'Wow, look at those beautiful Alps.' I wrote 'Mr. Blue Sky' and 13 other songs in the next two weeks.