When I started, all I wanted to do was play like Chuck (Berry)

My life is full of broken halos.

A painter's got a canvas. The writer's got reams of empty paper. A musician has silence.

The only new technology that interests me is when it sort of throws me back soundwise. And I can think, "Wow, that means I can go onstage and sound like Scotty Moore now and again!"

Music works in mysterious ways. Once it goes in you have no idea what it can do to you.

You don't find a style. A style finds you

I'd been an expert at taking beatings. Then I had a lucky break where I did a bully in, by total sheer luck. ... One minute I was the mark, and with just one swift move, I put the big man in school down. ... Once he was down, the whole atmosphere in the schoolyard changed. A huge cloud seemed to be lifted from me. ... I'd never been aware the cloud was so large.