Until things are brighter.. I'm the man in black.

My father was a cotton farmer first and - but he didn't have any land or what land he had, he lost it in the Depression. So he worked as a woodman and cut pulpwood for the paper mills, rode the rails in boxcars going from one harvest to another to try to make a little money picking fruit or vegetables.

I worked there [on Pontiac] three weeks, got really sick of it, went back home and joined the Air Force.

I would take songs that I'd loved as a child and redo them in my mind for the new voice I had, the low voice.

However, neither he nor anyone else could have become the star Elvis was. Ain't nobody like Elvis. Never was.

Rick Rubin said, well, I don't know that we will sell records. He said, I would like you to go with me and sit in my living room with a guitar and two microphones and just sing to your heart's content everything you ever wanted to record. I said, that sounds good to me. So I did that. And day after day, three weeks, I sang for him.

We're all in this together if we're in it at all.