I don't deal in technique. I deal in emotions.

Once I got a guitar that was relatively user-friendly, but not super-duper easy, I really came on as a guitarist, at that point. It helped. It was a super-expensive guitar either, but something needs to steer you a bit, if you're playing an instrument that is really hard.

I don't deal in technique. I deal in emotions.

If you're working at the factory and you're cursing every day that you get up, at all costs get out of it. You'll just make yourself ill.

I don't care what critics and other people think.

I'm not afraid of death. That is the greatest mystery of all. That'll be it, that one. But it is all a race against time.

You can't overthink the music. Mood and intensity can't be manufactured. The blues isn't about structure; it's what you bring to it. The spontaneity of capturing a specific moment is what drives it.