Grief Isn't All Tears.

We Tried Not To Age, But Time Had Its Rage.

I Am Not Really Certain How Original My Contribution To Music Is As I Am Obviously An Amateur.

Spare The Child And Spoil The Rod, I Am Not Sellin' Myself To God.

He Dreamed Of Amassing Musicians From All Over The World In Woodstock And They Would Sit In A Field In A Circle And Play And Play. It Didn't Matter What Key Or Tempo Or What Melody, They Would Keep On Playing Through Their Discordance Until They Found A Common Language.

Rock & Roll Is Like A Painting. Can Great Paintings Still Be Done? It Depends On Who Holds The Brush.