Good times don't last long sometimes.
If you give it good concentration, good energy, good heart and good performance, the song will play you.
If you pour some music on whatever's wrong, it'll sure help out.
Conway Twitty was always our local hero while I was growing up. He had a series of good bands. I wanted to sit in, if Conway would let me. And he did a couple of times.
I like walking on the edge.
The rock star stuff never came up for us. The Band was never attacked by groupies before, during or after any show that we ever played.
By the time The Band did The Last Waltz, the chemistry had changed, and it wasn't a thrill anymore to live that studio kind of life.
With horns and a full rhythm section, the drums always looked like the best seat in the house.
The crowd is just as important as the group. It takes everything to make it work.
Anytime I switch to another instrument, I immediately turn it into another kind of drum so that I can understand it better.
I like to get within handshaking distance of the crowd. If it happens, they know it, we know it, and that's all we came here for.
When the second record came out, they started calling it The Band. I voted to call it The Crackers. I'm no fool.
There were no rules, other than that the song should sound good and be fun to play.
A friend of mine took me to Memphis advised me that I should get in the musicians' union. He gave me a set of drums and said, Stay on the job, son.
I never subscribe to the stay-at-home policy. I'm not sick of the road or sick of eating in good restaurants around the country. I like to travel.
I don't think I'm a millionaire, but I'm comfortable.
Drums usually seem to tune themselves.
When I was younger, I used to drive up to a bunch of turkeys, roll down the window and say something. They'd all gobble back at once.
I love horns, and the bigger the band, the better it sounds to my ear.
You got to pick one - pay your medical bills or pay the mortgage. Most people can't do both, and I'm no different.
