18th September, 1970; Jimi Hendrix dies. I'm still on the football team when I get the news. So I take my helmet off and confront the coach to tell him I'm quitting the team. In a moment of brilliance he gives me one look and says "OK".

I see something in her eyes, sends me to a better place.

When I want to play music, you've got to get me on tape or else it goes.

When you hear an instrumental song someone is singing over, you know right away it's wrong.

When you think about where guitar playing is going today...: it's going everywhere at the same time.

18th September, 1970; Jimi Hendrix dies. I'm still on the football team when I get the news. So I take my helmet off and confront the coach to tell him I'm quitting the team. In a moment of brilliance he gives me one look and says "OK".

I pride myself on being incorrigible. I have a very hard time being told what to do.