I extract what I consider the best material from different sources. But often the material I perform comes from a very strange location in history, which are minstrel shows.

The only thing that interests me is history - reviewing the past and making something out of it.

Lonesome. Lonesome. I know what it means. Here all by my lonesome, dreaming empty dreams. Weary. Weary at the close of day, wondering if tomorrow brings me joy or sorrow.

I extract what I consider the best material from different sources. But often the material I perform comes from a very strange location in history, which are minstrel shows.

The silence between the notes is the good part for me. I find that to be a very important part of music that is often lacking.

Who told you I was a musician?

I'm sad and blue, about nobody but you. I told you that I loved you right from the start, you told me the same and now you try to break my little heart.