I'm a great believer in letting lyrics just flow out, wherever they come from.

You Make Your Mistakes To Learn How To Get To The Good Stuff

Hell, nobody knows where jazz is going to go. There may be a kid right now in Chitlin Switch, Georgia, who is going to come along and upset everybody.

Did you know you would become as successful as you have? Hell, no. But you know what? You were prepared, baby.

Music was the one thing I could control. It was the one world that offered me freedom. When I played music, my nightmares ended. My family problems disappeared. I didnt have to search for answers. The answers lay no further than the bell of my trumpet and my scrawled, pencilled scores. Music made me full, strong, popular, self-reliant and cool.

I look back and say, "This must have been somebody else." I am not going to tell you that when I was 4, I dreamed about all of this.

I was the most subtle person in the world.