The Delta breathes at night. Most people don't know that. You have to be born here — broke here, owned here, or come from people who were — to understand what the soil is actually made of. I was not a good guitar player. That is the honest truth I have to start with, because none of the rest of it makes sense without that admission. I wanted it more than anything I had ever wanted. And that's the thing about wanting — it doesn't guarantee anything. It just eats you. So I went to the crossroads. And I brought my guitar.