I am the Great White Buffalo and I play an American-made Gibson guitar that can blow your head clean off at 100 paces.

I am Classic Rock Revisited. I revisit it every waking moment of my life because it has the spirit and the attitude and the fire and the middle finger. I am Rosa Parks with a Gibson guitar.

There is no finer sonic-producing weapon for a guitar slayer than a hand crafter Gibson masterpiece.

Look what venison does to a goofy guitar player from Detroit? I'm going to be 54 this year and if I had any more energy I'd scare you.

Without question Gibson guitars are the finest, most revered guitars on the planet.

At 62, I remain clean and sober and my ponytail remains erect.