guitar-shoes

Eventually, I would have to face the music – go back to performing - the long-awaited ballyhooed reunion tour – gypsy tours – changing ideologies like tires, like shoes, like guitar strings. What’s the difference? As long as my own form of certainty stayed intact, I owed nobody nothing. I wasn’t going to go deeper into the darkness for anybody. I was already living in the darkness. My family was my light and I was going to protect that light at all cost. That was where my dedication was, first, last and everything in-between. What did I owe the rest of the world? Nothing.”