I don't care if people remember Garth Brooks.

I remember in the '80s, Randy Travis was my guy. He's the reason I moved to Nashville, and I just loved him. But at some point when he was winning everything, you find yourself pulling for other people.

When I went to see Kansas and Queen and Styx, I don't even remember the music. But I know what I saw.

I can take the steel guitars and fiddles off, we can make it a little more pop, cover ideas that are a little less cowboy. But you got to look at yourself in the mirror and ask, whose flag you are under? For Garth Brooks, I'm steel, fiddles, red, white and blue.

I believe in the 'Wal-Mart' school of business. The less people pay, the more they enjoy it.

It's funny how a chubby kid can just be having fun, and people call it entertainment!