Me and rock'n'roll, we're both getting old. When I was a kid and some geezer would brag about his years on the road with the Dorsey orchestra, I would try not to roll my eyes. Now I've got strings on some of my guitars older than the young lesbian guitar slinger that I have a crush on.
Some march to their own drum. For the most part I haven't marched to any drum at all. Sometimes I don't even march.
Ambition? Not much. I hope to be kinder.
Folks don't change much. It has taken me a long time to figure that out. I love you.