I Was Married For 36 Years But

I Found This Out Over The Years, That Racism Is A Thinly Veiled Disguise Over Economics And Money. It Really Is.

Hell, Nobody Knows Where Jazz Is Going To Go. There May Be A Kid Right Now In Chitlin Switch, Georgia, Who Is Going To Come Along And Upset Everybody.

Music Was The One Thing I Could Control. It Was The One World That Offered Me Freedom. When I Played Music, My Nightmares Ended. My Family Problems Disappeared. I Didnt Have To Search For Answers. The Answers Lay No Further Than The Bell Of My Trumpet And My Scrawled, Pencilled Scores. Music Made Me Full, Strong, Popular, Self-reliant And Cool.

The Only Music I Don't Like Is Bad Music.

My Grandmother Had This High-tech Security System - A Rusty Nail She Used To Lock The Door.