My Future Starts When I

The Melody Is French. But That's The End Of The Record. I Named It "jean Pierre Then There Were None," You Know, Because Of The Big Explosion. You'll Like It. It's A Nice Album.

Jazz Is Like Blues With A Shot Of Heroin!

If You're Going To Drop Behind, You Have To Keep It There.

In High School I Was Best In Music Class On The Trumpet, But The Prizes Went To The Boys With Blue Eyes. I Made Up My Mind To Outdo Anybody White On My Horn.

The Music Speaks For Itself!