What We Play Is Life.

My Whole Life, My Whole Soul, My Whole Spirit Is To Blow That Horn.

All Them Weird Chords Which Don't Mean A Thing...you Got No Melody To Remember, And No Beat To Dance To

When I Was Young And Very Green, I Worte That Tune, Sister Kate, And Someone Said That's Fine, Let Me Publish It For You. I'll Give You Fifty Dollars. I Didn't Know Nothing About Papers, And Business, And I Sold It Outright.

Never Play A Thing The Same Way Twice.

There's Only Two Ways To Sum Up Music; Either It's Good Or It's Bad. If It's Good You Don't Mess About It, You Just Enjoy It.