It's Strange What Desire Will Make Foolish

I Put On Music And I'm Washing My Car. And I Put On Music If You Have Somebody And You're Trying To Make Love. You Put That On In The Background And You Go, Maybe This Will Be Romantic.

When People Ask Me Really Stupid Questions Or Get It Really Wrong, I Feel Embarrassed For Them. I Don't Really Feel Angry At Them.

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 Keep Things Pretty Simple.

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.