The Worst Advice I Ever Received From

The Worst Advice I Ever Received From My Dad Was To Play By The Book. My Old Man Used To Flip Out Whenever I Would Try To Branch Out And Do Something Different. Although He Didn't Do It On Purpose, He Really Held Me Back In The Beginning.

If You Improvise A Riff And The Crowd Immediately Reacts To It, You Know You're On To Something.

When I Tried To Play Something And Screwed Up, I'd Hear Some Other Note That Would Come Into Play. Then I Started Trying Different Things To Find The Beauty In It.

My Old Man Was A Musician - That's What He Did For A Living. And Like Most Fathers, Occasionally He'd Let Me Visit Where He Worked. So I Started Going To His Recording Studio, And I Really Dug It.

We Still Get Those Kind Of Cats Coming Out To Our Shows. Once You're Into It, You're Into It For A Lifetime.