Happy Birthday, Friend. Okay, so he's not my friend, but I feel like he is. He's always been there for me when I needed a lift. He's entertained me since I was in High School. He's probably the only man that can keep me dancing all night long. I've seen him perform every time he's been in So. Cal (about 17 times since '81). And every year on September 23, I celebrate his birthday (it's easy to remember cause mine is 9/25). I wish him many more years of health and hope he has a hell of a lot more rock n roll in his soul!!!