They Took All The Trees And Put

Not To Dismiss Gershwin, But Gershwin Is The Chip; Ellington Was The Block.

I Try Not To Steal From Myself, But The Modalities Create Similarities.

Rationally I Have No Hope, Irrationally I Believe In Miracles.

I Dreamed I Saw The Bombers Riding Shot Gun In The Sky And They Were Turning Into Butterflies Above Our Nation.

We Love Our Lovin'....but Not Like We Love Our Freedom.