I quit high school on my birthday. It was my senior year and I didn't see the point. This was 1962 and I was ready to make music.
When I saw corruption I was forced to find truth on my own. I couldn't...
I sing a little bit. I got a guitar for my 16th birthday.
I like cast iron coated with enamel for longevity and forgiveness if I happen to take my eyes off the prize while pouring Chianti.