In Respect For Drummers, See, I Love

The Melody Is French. But That's The End Of The Record. I Named It "jean Pierre Then There Were None," You Know, Because Of The Big Explosion. You'll Like It. It's A Nice Album.

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.

If I Hear A Song Like "time After Time." I'm Sittin' There Lookin' At Video And Cindy Lauper Comes On Singin' This Song. I Said, "god Damnnnnn!"

You Have To Know 400 Notes That You Can Play, Then Pick The Right Four.

Monk Was A Gentle Person, Gentle And Beautiful, But He Was Strong As An Ox. And If I Had Ever Said Something About Punching Monk Out In Front Of His Face - And I Never Did - Then Somebody Should Have Just Come And Got Me And Taken Me To The Madhouse, Because Monk Could Have Just Picked My Little Ass Up And Thrown Me Through A Wall.