When I die, just keep playing the records.
If it was up to me, there wouldn't be no such thing as the establishment.
Even Castles made of sand, fall into the sea, eventually.
You know you are a sweet little heart breaker, foxy lady.
I believe everybody should have a room where they get rid of all their releases. So my room was a stage.
I'd like to get something together - like a Handel, Bach, Muddy waters, flamenco type of thing. If I could get that sound, I'd be happy