Regrets are so far from reality.

I like wherever I am. That's my big secret.

I'm drinking here break motor oil and Bombay gin, I'll sleep when I'm dead.

Little old lady got mutilated late last night, werewolves of London, again.

We made mad love shadow love random love and abandoned love. Accidentally like a martyr. The hurt gets worse, and the heart gets harder.

I write each song individually and each one calls for individual musicians, You sit around and wonder who can we get to play a Neil Young solo, and then you realize there`s a good chance you can get Neil himself.

But I can't say that I didn't like John Hammond's performances often better than the originals.