My father was a man of love. He always loved me to death. He worked hard in the fields, but my father never hit me. Never. I don`t ever remember a really cross, unkind word from my father.
It`s like a novelist writing far out things. If it makes a point and makes sense, then people like to read that. But if it`s off in left field and goes over the edge, you lose it. The same with musical talent, I think.
I start a lot more songs than I finish, because I realize when I get into them, they`re no good. I don`t throw them away, I just put them away, store them, get them out of sight.
Success is having to worry about every damn thing in the world, except money.
