In terms of black music - the only music that we can call our own, that was really born here - I don't think a lot has been done to chronicle the relations between American history and where black music fits in.

but it's so hard to dance that way when it's cold and there's no music.

Did the devil make the world while God was sleeping?

I danced along a colored wind/ Dangled from a rope of sand

When I was younger, I wanted to be older. Now I am older, I am not quite so sure.

We have a deficit of wonder right now.

Everything is explained now. We live in an age when you say casually to somebody 'What's the story on that?' and they can run to the computer and tell you within five seconds. That's fine, but sometimes I’d just as soon continue wondering. We have a deficit of wonder right now.