Any Idiot Can Be Complicated.

I Was About 16 Years Old Years When My Father Took Me To A Square Dance Festival In North Carolina. For The First Time In My Life, I Found There Was Music In My Country That You Never Heard On The Radio, And You Didn't Hear On The Juke Boxes, And In Theaters. I Fell In Love With It, Especially The Long-necked Banjos.

Way Back In The Old Days, Say In Europe Of The Middle Ages, You Had An Aristocracy, And They Could Afford To Pay For Musicians. The Kings And Queens Had Musicians In The Castles, And That Developed Into Symphony Orchestras And What We Call "classical Music" Now.

Being Generous Of Spirit Is A Wonderful Way To Live.

The American Indians Were Communists. They Were. Every Anthropologist Will Tell You They Were Communists. No Rich, No Poor. If Somebody Needed Something The Community Chipped In.

I Remember Someone Once Saying, "pete, You Know You Really Should Take Voice Lessons." And I Said, "well, If I Could Find Any Voice Teacher That Could Teach Me To Sing Like Lead Belly I'd Spend Every Cent To Study Under Him." But Every Time You'd Go To A Voice Teacher, He'd Teach You To Warble, As If You'd Want To Be An Opera Singer, And That's Not What I'm Interested In.