Every time you pick up your guitar to play, play as if it's the last time.

I love Vetements, but I tend not to wear on stage 'cause the sleeves are too long and I can't play the guitar.

I just managed to convince my grandmother that it was a worth while that was something to do, you know, and when I did finally get the guitar, it didn't seem that difficult to me, to be able to make a good noise out of it.

When all the original blues guys are gone, you start to realize that someone has to tend to the tradition. I recognize that I have some responsibility to keep the music alive, and it's a pretty honorable position to be in.

The blues are what I've turned to, what has given me inspiration and relief in all the trials of my life.

The first guitar I ever had was a gut-string Spanish guitar, and I couldn't really get the hang of it. I was only 13, and I talked my grandparents into buying it for me. I tried and tried and tried, but got nowhere with it.