Jazz Is A Good Barometer

I Don't Need Time, I Need A Deadline.

Yet, Every Time God's Children Have Thrown Away Fear In Pursuit Of Honesty-trying To Communicate Themselves, Understood Or Not, Miracles Have Happened.

I Began By Tinkering Around With Some Old Tunes I Knew. Then, Just To Try Something Different, I Set To Putting Some Music To The Rhythm That I Used In Jerking Ice-cream Sodas At The Poodle Dog. I Fooled Around With The Tune More And More Until At Last, Lo And Behold, I Had Completed My First Piece Of Finished Music.

I Don't Need Time. What I Need Is A Deadline!

Music Is My Mistress And She Plays Second Fiddle To No One.