Now and again there will be the occasional joke about owing someone two dollars from the days in '63 when I was a broke blues singer with a washboard, but it's good. I'm happy.
It's not some great work of beauty and love to be a rock-and-roll singer.
The past is a stepping stone, not a millstone.
I listen to the crowds [laughs]... I like Blind Melon very much.
Now I'm a blithering oaf hanging on to the coatsleeves of commerciality.
Everybody's got something to tell you. And most people have told me to do the obvious thing as far as my career goes. Which would have sent me tottering into the abyss.