Misfits Aren't Misfits Among Other Misfits.

Touring Is A Young Man's Game, But After 30 Years Of It, I Want To Stay Home.

I'm Still Hungry. I've Still Got A Million Ideas. I'm Still Strong And Ready To Create.

The Dark Night Of The Soul For Me Was One Night In Florida, When I Had Been On The Road For About Four Years And I Realized That Everybody Around Me Was On My Payroll, That My Old Friends Hadn't Been In Touch With Me And My Family Didn't Know Where To Get Me. I Was A Very Unhappy Guy And It Was Because I Was Really Alone.

I Didn't Want To Be Treated Like A 'star.' I Fought It Constantly, And I Think I Was Rude.

My Hair Was Slicked Down With A Part. But That Was Before I Discovered The Blow-dryer. Now I'm Fabulous.