Notes Are Expensive... Spend Them Wisely

God Made Blues Right After He Made Woman.

A Lot Of People Believe What Other People Say.

I'm No Good With Chords. I'm Horrible With Chords.

Singing About Your Sadness Unburdens Your Soul. But The Blues Hollers Shouted About More Than Being Sad. They Were Also Delivering Messages In Musical Code. If The Master Was Coming, You Might Sing A Hidden Warning To The Other Field Hands . . . The Blues Could Warn You What Was Coming. I Could See The Blues Was About Survival.

A Lot Of Times I Say To Myself, "i Wished I Could Be Worthy Of All The Compliments That People Give Me Sometimes." I'm Not Inventing Anything That's Going To Stop Cancer Or Muscular Dystrophy Or Anything, But I Like To Feel That My Time And Talent Is Always There For The People That Need It. When Someone Do Say Something Negative, Most Times I Think About It, But It Don't Bother Me That Much.