Great Artists Suffer For The People.

War Is Not The Answer, For Only Love Can Conquer Hate

I Hope To Refine Music, Study It, Try To Find Some Area That I Can Unlock. I Don't Quite Know How To Explain It But It's There. These Can't Be The Only Notes In The World, There's Got To Be Other Notes Some Place, In Some Dimension, Between The Cracks On The Piano Keys.

Too Busy Thinking About My Baby And I Ain't Got Time For Nothing Else.

Ain't Nothing Like The Real Thing.

Detroit Turned Out To Be Heaven, But It Also Turned Out To Be Hell.