I'd like to think that, at the end of the day, you can look at the things that I made as a young person and the things I'll continue to make as I get older and they'll be consistently interesting and soulful things, and if you like them they'll be a part of your dimension, as well.
Chris RobinsonAbout author
- Author's profession: Musician
- Nationality: american
- Born: December 20, 1966
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