Back to my childhood where those monsters reside. They snack on innocence and dine on self esteem.

At 57, to have a No. 1 album, I wasn't expecting it.

To describe my scarce leisure time in today's terms, I always default to reading.

If we weren't all crazy, we'd just go insane.

I can only say the first thing that pops into my mind is I remember, years ago, seeing kind of a has-been country singer working - when I first moved to Nashville - in a bar in a Holiday Inn.

It's not the tales of Stephen King that I've read, I need protection from the things in my head . . .

What if life is just a cosmic joke, like spiders in your underwear.