Real Americans Don't Back Down.

I'm Such A Lucky Guy. I've Been Able To Make My Own Decisions For My Own Life For The Last Fifty Years...or Sixty ... Well Maybe Not Sixty. Even Though I Think I Was Making My Own Decisions At The Tender Age Of Eight.

I'm Militantly Anti-drug Abuse But Love Everything Keith Richards And Some Other Drug Goofballs Do.

I Write Incessantly, I'm Very Productive, I Write For A Dozen Publications And Blogs And Websites. A Lot Of Very Hardcore Political Stuff. I Write A Weekly Feature. I Express Myself. But When Time Comes To Make Music [with The] Same Absolutely Unleashing Of Total Honesty Zero Inhibitions, It Just Flows Like A Stream Of Conscientiousness Because I Will Not Be Silenced No Matter What My Point Might Be.

I Play The Living Hell Out Of My Guitars Daily, And As Sure As The Sun Rises In The East, Killer Licks, Ideas, Grooves, Patterns And Songs Erupt Every Time.

My Worst Song Is Stimulating Beyond Words. My Best Songs Are Downright Scary.