When I record, it feels like I'm in a bubble. There's nothing else in my head right then. It's just that song, and I'm trying to really sound like what the song is about.
I wrote a song with Kara DioGuardi called 'What If,' and it's a really beautiful song. It's kind of like a rock ballad. There's a lot of guitars and drums in it.
A DJ can't just play one song. It's about playing a set, or how you connect songs in those two hours, and where you place them.
In Georgia where children work day and night in the cotton mills they have just passed a bill to protect song birds. What about the little children from whom all song is gone?
Kids just want to have one song. They don't care about a body of work; they don't even care about a whole album - they just want whatever's hot right now. They download that song, and that's it.
I had been wanting to give guitar lessons to girls because I feel like women tend to use their voice as the starting point for a song and learn a few chords, and then it ends there because then they just use their voice to flesh out a song.
I've had songs written during the Falklands war, and during the first Gulf war I got letters from soldiers saying they were listening to these songs, like Island of no return.
Where do bad folks go when they die? No heaven awaits them, say to it goodbye
Folks do not want to see a body disappear before their very eyes. Not me at least.
God gave us crying so other folks could see when we needed help, and help us.
Some folks say that you can’t get rid of a problem until you shuck it. So, brother, let’s start shucking.
So easy to go sailing off this road. A wonder more folks didn't. All that space, waiting.
Race doesn't really exist for you because it has never been a barrier. Black folks don't have that choice.
Our ancestors are very good kind of folks; but they are the last people I should choose to have a visiting acquaintance with.
Isn't a kid alive who doesn't dream about rewarding her folks, or punishing them.
Is it foolish to care for non-existent folk? Then, leave me to my foolishness.
I try to play the best I can every time I play. But there's just some folks that seem to draw a little bit of that extra special out of you.
Shall we mourn here deedless forever a shadow-folk mist-haunting dropping vain tears in the thankless sea
When I was six, I entered a talent contest. I dyed my hair blond, had a chainsaw and pretended I was Eminem. The old folk weren't expecting that.
God must have a weird sense of values, and if there’s a Judgment Day, as some folks think, He’s going to have a lot to answer for.
Nobody gets a nervous breakdown or a heart attack from selling kerosene to gentle country folk from the back of a tanker in Somerset.
