Of The One O'clock Lab

Playing 'bop' Is Like Playing Scrabble With All The Vowels Missing.

I Began By Tinkering Around With Some Old Tunes I Knew. Then, Just To Try Something Different, I Set To Putting Some Music To The Rhythm That I Used In Jerking Ice-cream Sodas At The Poodle Dog. I Fooled Around With The Tune More And More Until At Last, Lo And Behold, I Had Completed My First Piece Of Finished Music.

Roaming Through The Jungle Of "ohs" And "ahs", Searching For A More Agreeable Noise, I Live A Life Of Primitivity With The Mind Of A Child And An Unquenchable Thirst For Sharps And Flats.

Art Is Dangerous. It Is One Of The Attractions: When It Ceases To Be Dangerous, You Don't Want It.

Music, Of Course, Is What I Hear And Something That I More Or Less Live By. It's Not An Occupation Or Profession, It's A Compulsion.