“If you hand me a guitar, I’ll play the blues. That’s the place I automatically go.”

It sounds strange for me to be saying this, but I’ve come around to the idea that sex really is for procreation.

Only ask and you will get what you are needing, the rest is up to you.

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself.

The point of being at home is to be with my family as much as possible.

Every time you pick up your guitar to play, play as if it’s the last time.

Given the choice between accomplishing something and just lying around, I’d rather lie around. No contest.

The music scene as I look at it today is a little different from when I was growing up. The percentages are roughly the same – 95 percent rubbish, 5 percent pure.

I got a problem, can you relate? I got a woman calling love hate.

Lately I’ve been running on faith.

For me there is something primitively soothing about this music, and it went straight to my nervous system, making me feel ten feet tall.

I often enjoy singing in an acoustic setting more than an amplified one.

This moment in time, on this tour, you know, I’m discovering a lot of new things. And to be 45 and doing that, it’s a mixture of pleasure and pain, I can assure you.

All along this path I tread, my heart betrays my weary head, with nothing but my love to save, from the cradle to the grave.

Yeah, it is, because it’s a real discovery of your inner resources, you know. That’s what my character is all about and what my playing is all about. But to get up there and just go inside and draw out something that makes you feel good first and foremost.

I can’t play long solos anymore without boring myself.

You were at school and you were pimply and no one wanted to know you. You get into a group and you’ve got thousands of chicks there.

What made me want to play guitar was that painting of Wings in concert in the gatefold of Wings Over America. It looked so exciting… I wanted to be part of it.

There’s never any real problem fitting guitar and organ together.

Or a guitar string; as I walked into the room, he lovingly placed the bundle on his head.

I played guitar. I’ve always considered myself an actor, but I wasn’t making a living as an actor. So I was in a couple of folk groups that managed to keep me in underwear and burritos.

I like the guitar-driven music of Nirvana at its peak. At that point, I thought there was a lot of really exciting music coming out.

I don’t want to pooh-pooh modern pop. I appreciate that as well, but my personal favorite kind of music is guitar-based rock. I like grunge and garage bands and alternative music, but that’s more my personal taste.

And he was about my age, and he just, that finished off my guitar career, just like that, in one afternoon.

For my 20th birthday in March, I’ll buy myself a present for doing my best. A one way ticket to Tokyo. All I need is my guitar and a pack of cigarettes.