The blues are what I've turned to, what has given me inspiration and relief in all the trials of my life.

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.

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.

I like solitude. I like the anomalous life. I like a quiet life.

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