Purely By Hard Work, One Can Become

We Know Others To The Extent That We Know Ourselves.

I Would Like, With The Sun Shining Through The Window On A Crisp Early-autumnal Mid-morning, With A Sufficiency Of Monster Cappucino Flowing In My Veins To Prompt Minimal Sentience, To Declare My View For The Record That Drummer Jokes Are A Cruel And Pernicious Form Of Humour Introduced To The World By Under-humoured Persons Lacking In Sensitivity And Concern For Other Drummers.

Linguistic Philosophers Continue To Argue That Probably Music Is Not A Language, That Is In The Philosophical Debate. Another Point Of View Is To Say That Music Is A Very Profound Language.

I Couldn't Concentrate On Music. So I Made The Choice To Give Up My Career As A Musician In The Frontline To Deal With The Business.

I Recommend My Students Not To Be Professional Unless They Really Have To Be. I Tell Them, 'if You Love Music, Sell Hoovers Or Be A Plumber. Do Something Useful With Your Life.'