“Yes, we three were so happy, my wife, my guitar and me!”

Young people have forgotten to cry the blues. Now they talk and get lawyers and things.

Blues is a natural fact, is something that a fellow lives. If you don’t live it you don’t have it.

I guess all songs is folk songs. I never heard no horse sing them.

When you got your hand in the lion’s mouth, don’t do nothin’ til you get it out.

I enjoy the song writing process more than anything. It’s what I like the most, just sitting in my room with guitar or at the piano or something.

I don’t read music; I taught myself guitar.

I get a feeling, on a guitar, and I sort of mess around until something resonates with me, and then I just find that what happens is that a melody comes, and with that, words.

I suppose I am proud of what has gone on, after all I only ever wanted to play the guitar for a living, and that is what I am still doing.

I’d always had an interest in guitar from about seven years old. But I first actually had lessons when I was about fifteen in Scotland, in Edinburgh.

Fantastic guitar player. And he’s had a strong influence on me all the way through.

Im not one for showing off. But I guess my guitar-playing sticks out.

I may make light of being a domestic terrorist, but if they can brand me a domestic terrorist and confiscate all my materials, and then expand into confiscating other people’s materials.