Sometimes I Am Two People.

My Contract With Mercury Polygram Nashville Was About To Expire. And I Never Had Really Been Happy. The Company, The Record Company, Just Didn't Put Any Promotion Behind Me. I Think One Album, Maybe The Last One I Did, They Pressed 500 Copies. And I Was Just Disgusted With It. And About That Time That I Got To Feeling That Way, Lou Robin, My Manager, Came To Me And Talked To Me About A Man Called Rick Rubin That He Had Been Talking To That Wanted Me To Sign With His Record Company.

God's The Final Judge For Elvis Presley And Johnny Cash Too. That's Solely In The Hands Of God.

Rick Rubin Came To My Concert In Orange County, Calif. I Believe This Was, Like, '83 When He First Came And Listened To The Show. And Then Afterwards, I Went In The Dressing Room And Sat And Talked To Him.

It's Like A Novelist Writing Far Out Things. If It Makes A Point And Makes Sense, Then People Like To Read That. But If It's Off In Left Field And Goes Over The Edge, You Lose It. The Same With Musical Talent, I Think.

You Have To Be What You Are. Whatever You Are, You Gotta Be It.