“It was predicted in the grooves that we would be here sometime later on down the road.”

My dad graduated seminary there, and so did (sounds like) Mark Kimball’s grandfather. They sang in a quartet together, my dad and Mark Kimball’s grandfather.

The ones that you sing when you’re driving in the car and as a singer you always go back to them.

A couple of incidents of shortness of breath and checked myself into a hospital, but that one in France really sat me down for a few minutes.

Let that get you up in the morning and put the light in your eyes. I’m telling you, it makes you a better husband, mother, father, neighbor, citizen.

I discovered is that I have a couple of valves that were leaky and had been giving, gave me a problem then. But I hadn’t noticed anything up until then.

Every day is Thanksgiving for me, man. Yeah, I still have an audience, and they ask the local promoter, “When is Al coming back?”

It’s all background experience and listening and exposure.

I would still be singing, because it’s part of my heart and my soul, and it lifts me up.

and I was listening. I started singing, warmer than a summer night, at seven or eight years old.

I did a concert at five years old in the garden of one of the church members, and we raised some money to buy a new piano in our little church.

These songs are old friends I have entertained myself with when I’m washing the dishes, driving to the store and walking down the aisles.

Once you discover that you can, then you must. And it’s not easy. You have to take direct steps.

Al and Tommy and I sharing the biggest laugh because it was predicted by everything we did in the first three or four records in my career.

Every day is Thanksgiving.On this stage you’re going to hear God and none of them other words, and I ain’t going to touch my stuff.

I was age six or seven, and singing, “Jesus wants me for her son, beep, to shine for him,” and people smiled and pinched my cheeks till the blood vessels broke, and I knew I was doing something right.

Find something you would do for free.

Then a dog began to howl somewhere in a farmhouse far down the road, a long, agonized wailing, as if from fear. The sound was taken up by another dog, and then another and another, till, borne on the wind which now sighed softly through the Pass.

The locomotive of my heart was rushing down a dangerously steep slope, heading for a collision, heedless of the warning red lights that blinked all about me, the sirens and the ells and the screams that filled the air.

Class was like watered down porn today. Vee said

Ladies touch babies like a banker touches gold, outlaws touch ladies somewhere deep down in their soul.

You take what you’ve learned, you pass it down, and you keep working.

It’s impossible to have met the real Jesus and be indifferent. You either bow down in wonder OR go away offended.

Psychedelics are illegal because they dissolve opinion structures and culturally laid down models of behaviour and information processing. They open you up to the possibility that everything you know is wrong.

We touched base at several strategic locations down our bodies, and it took all my willpower to break away.