We can plant a house, we can build a tree.
Thank you all from the pit of my burning, nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the past years.
And I swear that I don't have a gun.
I called Leo Fender, the dead guy, a dork. Now I'll never get an endorsement.
If you guys throw one more shoe or one more coin, I'm just going to leave my guitar next to my amp and there's going to be massive feed back for an hour.
I definitely feel closer to the feminine side of the human being than I do the male - or the American idea of what a male is supposed to be. Just watch a beer commercial and you'll see what I mean.