Music Will Always Find Its Way To

My Selective Memory Of What Drinking Was Like Told Me That Standing At The Bar In A Pub, On A Summer's Evening With A Long, Tall Glass Of Lager And Lime Was Heaven, And I Chose Not To Remember The Nights On Which I Had Sat With A Bottle Of Vodka, A Gram Of Coke And A Shotgun, Contemplating Suicide.

I Am, And Always Will Be, A Blues Guitarist.

The Thing About Pessimism Is That In Most Cases It's Nothing More Than A Front Behind Which A Body Can Hide Its Most Sweetful Yet Painful Hopes. Please Forgive Mine.

Oh Yeah, I Mean, It Wasn't A Very Good Guitar, Most Good Guitars Have Got Thrust Rods In The Necks That You Can Adjust Or That'll Keep Them In Shape, You Know Keep Them Straight. This One Just, Well It Turned Into A Bow And Arrow After A Couple Of Months.

But I Did Go To Music Really Early On, Even When I Was 4 Or 5, I Was Responding To Music Probably In Ways Other Kids Were Not.