White Folks Still In The Lead.

Even If I Have Two Three Days Off, You Still Have To Blow That Horn. You Have To Keep Up Those Chops... I Have To Warm Up Everyday For At Least An Hour.

You See, Pops, That's The Kind Of Talk That's Ruining The Music. Everyone's Trying To Do Something New, No One Trying To Learn The Fundamentals First. All Them Young Cats Playing Their Wierd Chords. And What Happens? No One's Working.

There Are Two Secrets To Success: 1. Don't Tell Anyone Everything You Know 2.if You Have To Ask What Jazz Is, You'll Never Know.

What We Play Is Life.

I Don't Let My Mouth Say Nothin' My Head Can't Stand.