I compare notes with my two sons, who are in their mid 20s. That keeps me abreast of the latest thing. For instance, my oldest son told me about a guy named John Mayer.

We've all collectively played with so many great local musicians that if you come to a Driving Reign show, you might see somebody you haven't seen onstage for five years. But we've kept in touch, and we invite them up.

One father is enough to govern one hundred sons, but not a hundred sons one father

She's a former Longhorn, and I'm one of her sons. Sign for my mom.

Your son at five is your master, at ten your slave, at fifteen your double, and after that, your friend or your foe, depending on his bringing up

They are a bunch of coocoo lunatic sons of bitches surrealists.