When I First Started, I

You Can't Plan To Write A Great Song. It Just Happens To You. It Drops In Your Lap. It's The Same Thing With A Woman.

My Voice Is Unadorned. I Don't Try For Perfection. I Try To Be Honest And Truthful And Soulful With The Voice I Have. If I Make Mistakes In Notes, Or There Are Cracks In Notes, I Don't Fix Them. That's The Way It Is.

My Peers Accept Me And Respect Me, And That's Enough.

Each Acoustic Guitar Has Its Own Character And Personality. On A Particular Day, I Might Pick One Up And Start Noodling Around, Looking For Some Emotional Content In The Chords.

The Man In Between Waits Between The Two, Not Hearing The Lie And Not Seeing The True. Unknowing What Is And Denying What Seems, And There He Will Sleep, The Man In Between.