You Shake My Nerves And You Rattle

I Am Right. I`m Always Right. One Time I Thought I Was Wrong, I Found Out I Was Right.

You Shake My Nerves And You Rattle My Brain, Too Much Love Drives A Man Insane. You Broke My Will, But What A Thrill. Goodness Gracious, Great Balls Of Fire.

Normally, Things Are Viewed In These Little Segmented Boxes. There's Classical, And Then There's Jazz; Romantic, And Then There's Baroque. I Find That Very Dissatisfying. I Was Trying To Find The Thread That Connects One Type Of Music - One Type Of Musician - To Another, And To Follow That Thread In Some Kind Of Natural, Evolutionary Way.

My Momma Always Said, 'you And Elvis Are Pretty Good, But Y'all Ain't No Chuck Berry.

When They Look Back On Me I Want 'em To Remember Me Not For All My Wives, Although I've Had A Few, And Certainly Not For Any Mansions Or High Livin' Money I Made And Spent. I Want 'em To Remember Me Simply For My Music.