You Don't Rehearse Jazz To Death To

I Appreciate Men Like Ben Webster And Coleman Hawkins Very Much.

I Cannot Play A Lie. I Have To Believe In What I Play Or It Won't Come Out.

I Compulsively Reach For Perfection In Music, Often At The Expense Of Everything Else In My Life.

You Know, When I'm Playing, I Think Of Myself In Front Of The Wailing Wall With A Saxophone In My Hands, And I'm Davening, I'm Really Telling It To The Wall.

My Dark Sound Could Be Heard Across A Room Clearer Than Somebody With A Reedy Sound. It Had More Projection. My Sound Always Seemed To Fill A Room.