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.

The revolution starts now.

My son was diagnosed with autism. He's OK, he makes eye contact, but he doesn't talk. He needs eight hours a day of very intensive school, and you wouldn't even believe me if I told you how much it costs.

I don't spend a lot of time feeling sorry for myself, trying to compare how many records I've sold or how much money I've made.

People hate good books to be over. I wish I could write a 700-page book.

I make an embarrassing amount of money for a borderline Marxist, just by selling 100,000 records. I don't sell millions of records, and I don't need to.

I don't care what's happening in the mainstream of country music. I haven't in a long time.