Rampant Eclecticism Is My Middle Name.

I Don't Record (any Type Of Genre Of Music) That I Didn't Hear In My Family's Living Room By The Time I Was 10. It Just Is My Rule That I Don't Break Because ... I Can't Do It Authentically ... I Really Think That You're Just Hard-wiring (synapses) In Your Brain Up Until The Age Of Maybe 12 Or 10, And There Are Certain Things You Can't Learn In An Authentic Way After That.

Someone Once Asked Me Why People Sing. I Answered That They Sing For Many Of The Same Reasons The Birds Sing. They Sing For A Mate, To Claim Their Territory, Or Simply To Give Voice To The Delight Of Being Alive In The Midst Of A Beautiful Day. Perhaps More Than The Birds Do, Humans Hold A Grudge. They Sing To Complain Of How Grievously They Have Been Wronged, And How To Avoid It In The Future. They Sing To Help Themselves Execute A Job Of Work. They Sing So The Subsequent Generations Won’t Forget What The Current Generation Endured, Or Dreamed, Or Delighted In.

The Only Reason To Be With Somebody Is That They Make You A Better Person And You Make Them A Better Person.

I Think The Zenith Of Popular Songwriting To The United States Of America Was That Period That Started In The '20s And Went Into The '50s. It Was The Period Of The Great American Standard Song.

Love Will Abide, Take Things In Stride.