I Don't Need Words. It's All In

When You're Dead, You're Done.

There Is No Such Thing As 'on The Way Out' As Long As You Are Still Doing Something Interesting And Good; You're In The Business Because You're Breathing.

Never Play A Thing The Same Way Twice.

The Brick House Was One Of The Toughest Joints I Ever Played In ... Guys Would Drink And Fight One Another Like Circle Saws. Bottles Would Come Flying Over The Bandstand Like Crazy And There Was Lots Of Plain Common Shooting And Cutting. But Somehow All That Jive Didn't Faze Me At All. I Was So Happy To Have Some Place To Blow My Horn.

If You Still Have To Ask, Shame On You