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

Baldwin is sort of getting to be a bit funny. I don't know what happened, but a few years ago they suddenly went bankrupt and Gibson bought the whole outfit. Since then they haven't seemed to be doing an awfully good job of providing pianos.

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

At the risk of being a fuddy-duddy I don't have a computer; I don't have e-mail; and I really don't need something in my house that I would be sitting in front of for hours.

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.

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

One should leave the piano when Oscar comes in. This man is dangerous.