Boy, I'm just quietly doing my thing, and I hope they'll look around and get my record out.

Sometimes go around with guys who are scuffling -- for awhile. But usually they end up marrying some cat with a factory. This is the way world ends, not with a whim but a banker.

That's something Mary Lou Williams used to tell me: If you're not feeling right about what you're doing and you play a minor tune it all comes back, falls into place. I don't know if that's true, but I do it.

The key of D is daffodil yellow, B major is maroon, and B flat is blue.

Well it's because the record companies are pumping away with their commercial stuff. I think it's a shame.

I'm trying to get the record that I made at my birthday party last year, trying to get that out, and the lawyers are diddling around with it and it probably won't be out until next year. I don't know.

There are a million good tunes.