I was raised in Brooklyn, and I lived there for 59 years.
If you want to play somebody's music, you'd better go into his house.
To most jazz critics I was basically Kenny G.
My ego is controlled enough that I don't have to be the focus.
If you keep your head in the sand, you don't know where the kick's coming from.
But when I first got cancer, after the initial shock and the fear and paranoia and crying and all that goes with cancer - that word means to most people ultimate death - I decided to see what I could do to take that negative and use it in a positive way.