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

It's awful to have to, but I've started thinking about that, you know. 86. I'm thinking, well, maybe I might make it to 90. At least I'd like to have my brains.

I'm not too fond of changing things into waltzes, but sometimes that works.

I'd just as soon be on a good Steinway or Yamaha just as well.

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.

I need to get up and walk around and keep my knees from getting bad, which is what's happening.

I started to play Jazz music in my early teens. A boyfriend brought records over, so I listened to everything