So if I think of something in my head I don't have to do it. If I can't do I don't do it, I do something else.

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

My hands look terrible but I can do anything I want to do, so, you know, I just think I'm playing all around with more good taste and not dashing up and down the piano.

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.

As long as I can still be on my own and do my own thing and be working full time, it's great.

By the way, I got a Grammy, which was a big thrill.