I deliberately try not to cater for the commercial market, so I can't see myself in competition, you know, with second or third generation rock stars.

When I think of that dear rugged cross where the dear Saviour gave his all... When I feel like I'm on my last go round, see me through.

Smell the sea and feel the sky.

[You Got To Make It Through The World] it's kind of a survival song. Survival is what's happening and it's basically a song about that.

I'm talking about noise rock. I don't think that noise rock element belongs in jazz. It's not for me anyway; it just doesn't fit.

[Rock 'n' roll] music started out with some cat banging a log with a couple of pieces of stick. He sent a message across a river and although the cat on the other side receiving the message didn't know the exact words, he did understand basically something about what was being communicated.

You come into my dreams from a whisper to a scream.