I love baseball. I'll probably end up one of those old farts who go to spring training in Florida every year and drive from game to game all day.

Like most kids, I grew up singing 'This Land Is Your Land' in grammar school, but with the most radical verses neatly removed. This was before I knew it was a Woody Guthrie song.

My therapist says that I choose women that I couldn't possibly succeed in a relationship with because I really want to be alone. Which sounds complicated and convoluted to me, but I don't know. Maybe she's right. There's a part of me that wants that.

Part of it is, I think, just to let people know you've got a record out there and that you're still alive requires more work than it used to, because the traditional radio, bug chains of record stores, all of that, that doesn't exist anymore.

I wish I was as sure about things as Bill Monroe was sure about things.

I feel like I owe my audience something. They feed my kids. And I really like my job, a lot.

I've been a serial husband, and I've done it badly every time.