There is hardly any money interest in art, and music will be there when money is gone.

It is becoming increasingly difficult to decide where jazz starts or where it stops, where Tin Pan Alley begins and jazz ends, or even where the borderline lies between between classical music and jazz. I feel there is no boundary line

I like any and all of my associations with music: writing, playing, and listening. We write and play from our perspective, and the audience listens from its perspective. If and when we agree, I am lucky.

Roaming through the jungle of "Ohs" and "Ahs", searching for a more agreeable noise, I live a life of primitivity with the mind of a child and an unquenchable thirst for sharps and flats.

Somehow I suspect that if Shakespeare were alive today, he might be a jazz fan himself.

Sing sweet, but put a little dirt in it.

Playing 'bop' is like playing Scrabble with all the vowels missing.