I am, and always will be, a blues guitarist.

I would say I am an amateur guitarist.

At first the music almost repelled me, it was so intense, and this man made no attempt to sugarcoat what he was trying to say, or play. It was hard-core, more than anything I had ever heard. After a few listenings I realized that, on some level, I had found the master, and that following this man's example would be my life's work.

I just like the company of beautiful women. I have a weakness in that department. And I suppose because I am fairly well off and a famous musician, I'm up for grabs. And that makes me an eligible bachelor in the press.

Musically, he was like an old man in a boy's skin.

For me there is something primitively soothing about this music, and it went straight to my nervous system, making me feel ten feet tall.