The Artist Must Say It

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

Sing Sweet, But Put A Little Dirt In It.

You've Got To Find A Way Of Saying It Without Saying It.

You Have To Stop Listening In Categories. The Music Is Either Good Or It's Bad.

If Anybody Was Mr. Jazz It Was Louis Armstrong. He Was The Epitome Of Jazz And Always Will Be. He Is What I Call An American Standard, An American Original. ... I Merely Took The Energy It Takes To Pout And Wrote Some Blues. ... I Don't Need Time, I Need A Deadline. ...there Are Two Kinds Of Music. Good Music, And The Other Kind. ... Music Is My Mistress, And She Plays Second Fiddle To No One.