Don Was is a friend of mine; we've done projects together over the years.

I've had problems with my throat over the years, playing with loud bands for years, and I've had bruised vocal chords and nodules.

When I was living in the projects, I had a mop stick for my horse. I wanted to be Gene Autry or Roy Rogers, so I would ride my mop through the projects.

I feel it was just a few years ago I was running around in short pants.

I even done a doo-wop version of the Mickey Mouse march.

We lived together as kids, and now we're taking care of each other as men.