I was made to go to church and I heard the gospel songs, and every now then somebody would come through with a guitar and that was a thrill!

The end is here, and you don't want be here. You are the best in the world at something, and you know you are not going to be that great at anything else.

I heard black people sing and the emotion was overwhelming to me. The power of that with all the built in sorrow and joy was just overwhelming to me as a little kid. It was the real deal.

My dad, like any coach, has always stressed the fundamentals. He taught me responsibility, accountability, and the importance of hard work.

Music saved my life a few times because I could play the stuff rednecks loved. They thought I was great and they wondered why I didn't do that all the time.

I didn't have the self-promotion instinct, and I just didn't care about it. I sort of had a "beat" attitude.

I was made to go to church and I heard the gospel songs, and every now then somebody would come through with a guitar and that was a thrill!