The news about Joni Mitchell and the recent passing of Leonard Nimoy has me thinking... How many of us are gigging as we battle issues we've brought on ourselves? If it were not for a genuine miracle, I would still suffer from chronic bronchitis today. Even with that albatross off my neck, I still struggle daily with arthritis from years of sports with no limbering up and plenty of injuries. I also fight my overweight issue daily, which is a combination of an unchanged diet with a very changed lifestyle, along with metabolism issues. I am still the singer today I always was, even if my style and range have changed, but I'm no longer the punk-influenced, leave-it-all-out-there-every-time frontman I used to be. I still bring it 100% every time, but I'm much more aware of my threshold now BEFORE I reach it, whereas back in the day, I'd jam till the night was over and then sometimes literally collapse into comatose sleep. I never felt the burn, the weight of the passion, like I do now. Back then, it was all 'cause I could. Now, it's all 'cause I must. What do you struggle with that you brought with you into the mix over the years?