Excellence Isn't An Act, It's A Habit

Some Summers My Father Would Take Us Down To Visit Our Grandmother In Louisville, Who Was An Ex-slave, Susan Jones, And She Had A Shotgun Shack They Call It, And No Electricity, A Well In The Back, A Coal Stove, Kerosene Lamps.

You Have To Know That Your Real Home Is Within.

We Stole A Box Of Honey Jars One Time And Went Out In The Woods And Took Care Of The Whole Box. I Don't Think I Touched Honey Again For 20 Years. I Never Wanted To See Honey Again.

We Were In The Heart Of The Ghetto In Chicago During The Depression, And Every Block - It Was Probably The Biggest Black Ghetto In America - Every Block Also Is The Spawning Ground Practically For Every Gangster, Black And White, In America Too.

The Relationship With A Producer And An Artist Is Really Special. It's Got To Be Love And Respect, Amazing Mutual Respect For Each Other, Because That's What Makes A Good Record.