My Son Writes Songs And Plays. He

Religion Is A Smile On A Dog.

Philosophy Is Talk On A Cereal Box.

A Lot Of The Songs Start With An Image. I Was Sitting There Playing The Guitar And I Pictured This Old, Dirty Green Car, With The Window Rolled Down, In The Hot, Hot, Hot Texas Heat, And This Beautiful Woman I Knew When I Was A Kid Sitting Behind The Wheel, Looking Out At Me.

He Made Me Mess The Song Up When I Looked At Him... We Can Show The Kids The Tape And Say, "look, That's When We First Laid Eyes On Each Other."

If It Turns Out To Be A Hit, Well, Good Luck Dealing With Fame. And If It's Not A Hit And You Can Still Survive And Make Music You Believe In, Well, Then You're Truly Blessed. I Think That's Where We Are Now.