There's Just No Quiet In Vegas.

I Believe In My Writing.

I Was Always Into The Music. Music, In General, Saved My Life. But The Fame Part... I Would Look Up, See What Was Going On Around Me, The Reporters And Photographers And All, And Then I Would Just Go Back To Making My Music.

Here's Proof That If You Live Long Enough, Anything Is Possible.

The Dark Night Of The Soul For Me Was One Night In Florida, When I Had Been On The Road For About Four Years And I Realized That Everybody Around Me Was On My Payroll, That My Old Friends Hadn't Been In Touch With Me And My Family Didn't Know Where To Get Me. I Was A Very Unhappy Guy And It Was Because I Was Really Alone.

Misfits Aren't Misfits Among Other Misfits.