The silence between the notes is the good part for me. I find that to be a very important part of music that is often lacking.

What I do and what I record only work for the moment.

Lonesome. Lonesome. I know what it means. Here all by my lonesome, dreaming empty dreams. Weary. Weary at the close of day, wondering if tomorrow brings me joy or sorrow.

I'm sad and blue, about nobody but you. I told you that I loved you right from the start, you told me the same and now you try to break my little heart.

I think of these things as obstacles rather than opportunities, because if they were opportunities it means I actually took the business of doing them seriously. To take myself too seriously is the gentle kiss of death.

The silence between the notes is the good part for me. I find that to be a very important part of music that is often lacking.

The blues ain't nothing but a good man feelin' bad.