My son now is 22 months old, he's been playing since he was 12 months old and he gets standing ovations on the drums. He's been with us since he was 10 weeks old, he's been on the drums. He's got blisters on his fingers before he can even talk.
I'm a perfectionist. I'm not going to cheat the people.
When I start playing I'm just a rollercoaster of sound. I don't know what's coming next, I never do, and I sit and sign and talk to the people afterwards.
I don't claim to be a musician, I didn't go to Julliard.
I became stereotyped.
My aunt played the piano and I used to sit and listen to it.
I wanted to put a sheet in explaining what all the songs are about, but they didn't do it.
I've got holes in my guitar.
