By The Mid-70s, I Wanted To Get

I Cut Myself Off From The Mainstream Of Jazz. It Stood Me In Good Stead Later On, As A Musician.

Honesty Is The Cruelest Game Of All, Because Not Only Can You Hurt Someone - And Hurt Them To The Bone - You Can Feel Self-righteous About It At The Same Time.

If There Was Ever Any Truth To The Trickle-down Theory, The Only Evidence Of It I've Ever Seen Was In That Period Of 1960 To 1965. All Of Sudden They Were Handing Out Major Label Recording Contracts Like They Were Coming In Cracker Jack Boxes.

My Uncle And My Grandfather Both Worked In The Brooklyn Navy Yard.

God Has A Way Of Telling You When To Change Your Strings.