To me, rockabilly music paralleled punk's energy and feeling, but the players were much better.

I put a metronome up to all the songs, and I tried to really keep it true to the original tempos.

With the Stray Cats at least, we really took the music somewhere else. First, we wrote our own songs. That's a real weak point in modern classics if you do rockabilly or blues.

It's not about how loud you turn the amp up. That's not what makes it sound big. What makes it sound big is fooling around with different delays and reverb settings.

Normally, you go into the recording studio, make a record and then take it on the road and you think... wow... I could have done THIS to it, or something.

I'm not God's gift to rockabilly. There's great players out there, and some of them deserve a lot more than they've gotten.

For every rockabilly festival staged here, there are 10 held overseas.

Mark Winchester has left the band. He's decided that he's tired of the road and just wants to concentrate on his career in Nashville. I don't blame him at all. He'll certainly be missed.

There's a fine line between pleasure and pain. Love me like a ball and chain.

The biggest challenge for me was Get Rhythm. I don't know why.

Veteran performers are dying off, and new acts simply aren't emerging on the national scene.

Among the lessons I learned on Hajj was that I needed to be mindful and keep the inner connection with God at all times and that self-improvement is definitely a never-ending struggle.

Life lives only in success.

Not to speak is to speak. Not to act is to act.

My mission is not to forbid French art. If the quality is there, I buy; if the quality isn't there, I don't.

It's a privilege just to wake up to a new day.

It is too late if we wait until the moment of temptation before making our decision.

Wherever there is a heart and an intellect, the diseases of the physical frame are tinged with the peculiarities of these.

People hear that I am a horror writer and they think that I must be a monster, but actually I have the heart of a small child - I keep it in a jar on my desk.

No, the menace of the supernatural is that it attacks where modern minds are weakest, where we have abandoned our protective armor of superstition and have no substitute defense.

Details are all that matters; God dwells in these and you never get to see Him if you don't struggle to get them right.