Linguistic Philosophers Continue To Argue That Probably

Discipline Is Never An End In Itself, Only A Means To An End.

To Me, Bill's Musical Heart Is In Earthworks, In The Jazz They Are Playing, In The Acoustic Kit.

To Me, Art Is The Capacity To Experience One's Innocence: Craft Is How You Get To That Point. Maturity In A Musician Would Be The Point At Which One Is Innocent At Will. At That Point The Relationship Between Music And The Musician Is Direct And Reliable. The Relationship With Music Is Always Mysterious: When It Works, You Can Never Tell. You Can Never Guarantee When It's Going To Work. You Can Only To Put Yourself In A Place Where It's More Likely To Happen.

The Concern Of The Musician Is To Play The Music. It Is There Demanding To Be Given Sound To.

Quiet Is The Absence Of Sound. Silence Is The Presence Of Silence.