I am beginning to know what it feels like to be a woman. To have people looking at you all the time. And I'm sorry ladies, I had no idea! But people are looking at me all the time. It's like I have musical boobies!

In a time when everything can be next day and ordered and put on credit and paid for, music to me is promise, all promise, very little realization. It's the promise of walking into a room with a guitar and not being sure you will leave with an idea that will take, not being sure it won't slip away from you.

I may have taken someone through the wringer psychologically, but I've never been sinister.

Atlanta's my musical home. It really was the place where I really came alive.

Who says I can't be free from all of the things that I used to be?

I remember playing the guitar through the amplifier facing out the window of my house onto the street in the summer time - that was social media in 1992.

I'll never let your head hit the bed without my hand behind it.