The Only Reason To Write A New

The Reason [drummers] Call Things "unison", And They Sound Unison, Is Because You Actually Play Two Different Tempos . . . Like You're A Little Sharp, Or A Little Flat; It's So Slight That They Call It "unison", But It's Not Unison.

I Still Got My Ferrari.

My Father's Rich, My Momma's Good Looking. Right? And I Can Play The Blues. I've Never Suffered And Don't Intend To Suffer.

I Don't Hold It Against Dizzy [gillespie], You Know, But If A Guy Wants To Play A Certain Way, You Work Towards That. If He Stops - He's Full Of Crap, You Know. I Mean, I Wouldn't Do It, For No Money, Or For No Place In The White Man's World. Not Just To Make Money, Because Then You Don't Have Anything. You Don't Have As Much Money As Whoever You're Trying To Ape; That's Making Money By Being Commercial. Then You Don't Have Anything To Give The World; So You're Not Important. You Might As Well Be Dead.

The Thing To Judge In Any Jazz Artist Is, Does The Man Project And Does He Have Ideas.