Don't Play What's There, Play What's Not

Monk Was A Gentle Person, Gentle And Beautiful, But He Was Strong As An Ox. And If I Had Ever Said Something About Punching Monk Out In Front Of His Face - And I Never Did - Then Somebody Should Have Just Come And Got Me And Taken Me To The Madhouse, Because Monk Could Have Just Picked My Little Ass Up And Thrown Me Through A Wall.

That Was My Gift . . . Having The Ability To Put Certain Guys Together That Would Create A Chemistry And Then Letting Them Go; Letting Them Play What They Knew, And Above It.

I've Gotten Hernias From Drummers When They Drop Tempo.

Certain Drummers Drop Time, And I Like To Play On Top Of The Beat.

I Know What I've Done For Music, But Don't Call Me A Legend. Just Call Me Miles Davis.