If You Have To Ask What Jazz

I've Got The World On A String.

It Ain't Whatcha Say, It's The Way Howcha Say It.

A Lot Of The Musicians Asked Me If When I Hit My High-cs On The Records I Had A Clarinet Take The Notes. Some [thought] I Had Invented Some Kind Of Gadget So I Could Play High Register. They Weren't Satisfied Until They Handed Me A Trumpet That They Had With Them And Had Me Swing It. Then They Cheered.

Each Man Has His Own Music Bubbling Up Inside Him.

If You Still Have To Ask, Shame On You