My dad passed away...and suddenly I found myself at the top of the tree and looking at the sky instead of at my mom and dad.

It's all very hazy to me now. I'm glad I made it through that stage. It got a little dicey. There were some drugs going on. I remember singing one song for about a day and a half.

I started writing "Peace Trail" here in Colorado, then I went back to California. I had a few other tunes going around in my head, so I had a couple of them finished after a few days and then I wanted to go into the studio.

With Crazy Horse, it's all one big, growing, smoldering sound, and I'm part of it. It's like gliding, or some sort of natural surfing.

Some people put down all presidents. If you say anything good about any of them, they think you're supporting everything they do.

Look at mother nature on the run in the 1970's.

Faith builds the bridge from this old world to the new.