I Think As Far As Self-promotion Goes,

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'm Not A Very Spiritual Guy When It Comes To Music. I Remember Hearing Carlos Santana Say That Angels Helped Him Write His Songs. And I Thought, 'really, Angels?

I Hate Modern Car Radios. In My Car, I Don't Even Have A Push-button Radio. It's Just Got A Dial And Two Knobs. Just Am. One Knob Makes It Louder, And One Knob Changes The Station. When You're Driving, That's All I Want.

It's Strange What Desire Will Make Foolish People Do.

I Don't Spend As Much Time On My Hair As People Think. I Get Out Of The Shower, Whack Some Grease On There And I'm Done.