Rick Rubin and my father had a great friendship and it's because of it that the work my dad did at the end of his life was created - that he felt creativity and invigorated again, even though he was being consumed by frailty.
My father was a wildfire. Really. Nobody could save him from anything. His family turned away from him, and he broke up with his first wife. It just happened to be that when he was going to get back up on his feet, my mother was there.
Well, my parents were sort of packrats. They never threw anything away and, all through their time together, they stored away various things in a vault.
My father was a very prolific writer and he left behind a huge body of unpublished work.
I think if my father was a truck driver, I would have wanted to share the beauty that was there. He just happens to be Johnny Cash.
There's nothing purer than Janette Carter with an autoharp.