I suppose that I've become accustomed to unhappiness. I can't recommend it. I'm out of excuses and people to blame. The new record is finished and it will be out in August. I'm heading to Oklahoma in a few weeks for the Woody Guthrie Festival and I love that. I see folks that I love and I get to play music 'til the sun comes up.
The point that I'm dancing around here is that I have nothing to complain about. There was a time when I was younger that I worried about ever understanding the blues. I'm over it. I'm lonely in crowds. I pine for every love lost. I miss my mom and every dear friend who has gone on. I worry about all the living things and all their suffering.
It's who I am.