Who told you I was a musician?

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.

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 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.

I extract what I consider the best material from different sources. But often the material I perform comes from a very strange location in history, which are minstrel shows.

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