The Things That Got Me Through Grade

I Did All My Guitar Playing At My House. And Then Finally, I Was Throwing Hay And Stuff Working In Stockton And Somebody Offered - Somehow They Had Heard Me Singing At The House And Said: Hey, I'll Hire You For Our Fraternity Party Or Sorority Party. And I Said: Well, Are They Going To Pay Me? And He Said: Yeah, We'll Pay You 50 Bucks.

I Still Don't Know If I'm Good Enough Or If It's A Calling Or A Vocation Or Something, But The Talent Part Is Out. My Desire To Do It Is Undoubted. I Just Love Doing This.

I Grew Up, I Was Going I Want To Be Jerry Lee Lewis. Only I Can't Play Piano And Sing That Good.

The Tough Thing About Radio Is I've Met A Lot Of People In It Who Like My Music. But It's Hard For Them To Figure Out How To Play What They Like When There's Somebody Up Above Them Yelling 'you Have To Play This.

I've Been Gone On The Road For The Past Three Years; Maybe I've Been Home For Two Or Three Weeks In A Year. I Literally Live - It's Like One Of Those Old Movies Where They Show A Train, And Pages Of A Calendar Are Peeling Away Like Leaves, And Then There's A Picture Of Me With Gray Hair.