“Music really is a way to reach out and hold on to each other in a healthy way.”

The problem with taking amps to a shop is that they come back sounding like another amp.

What I am trying to get across to you; is please take of yourselves and those that you love; because that is what we are hear for, that’s all we got, and that is all we can take with us. Are you with me?

Looking back in front of me, in the mirror a grin. Through eyes of love I see, I’m only looking at a friend.

I use heavy strings, tune low, play hard, and floor it. Floor it. That’s technical talk.

All the Strats have personalities of their own and feel completely different.

The way people come into your life when you need them, it’s wonderful and it happens in so many ways. It’s like having an angel. Somebody comes along and helps you get right.

After I changed the string we picked up right where we left off – and punched back in at the same time. I don’t know if this has ever been done before. The engineer sort of looked at us weird, but we got it on the first take.

Some of us can be examples about going ahead and growing, and some of us, unfortunately, don’t make it there, and end up being examples because they had to die. I hit rock bottom, but thank God my bottom wasn’t death.

I was walking around trying to act cool, like I had no fear at all. But I was afraid, afraid that somebody would find out just how scared I was. Now I’m finally realizing that fear is the opposite of love.

I’ve been trying to grow up some myself, in my heart, and it’s happening quick and I feel good about it, and I want that to come out in the music.

God it’s good to be here walkin together, my friend.

I’m just doing the best I can now to keep this going… trying to grow up and remain young at the same time.

Lots of times I’ll play lead and rhythm together.

If you hit the front end on the right-hand side you could turn that one on by itself and if you hit on the left-hand side you could turn it on and off. And in the middle it was like serious overdrive.

I don’t play with a lot of finesse. I usually play like I’m breaking out of jail!

While I was sleeping, I had a beautiful dream that all the people of the world got together on the same wavelength and began helping each other.

It’s okay to fear the things you can’t control, but let go of what you can no longer hold.

Times we questioned why we were still holding on.

It is not your fault for not seeing any wrongs in your doing, trying so hard to hold onto someone who isn’t scared of letting you go.

Let’s hold on to each other let’s recover together.

But the act of holding on speaks to me so much more about a human heart than the courage of letting go ever could.

All my life has been a struggle to know, what to hold on and what to let go, but still, i end up sitting in the corner of the room with a flickering candle, whimpering, naked, shuddering, lost.

Writing saved my life when it all became too much. I poured my pain out into poetry I let the paper absorb everything i’d been holding on for years.

Hold on/ not because life will get any better/ but it’s 10 mins to sunset/ and I was wondering if we could go for ice creams afterwards