Everybody Sooner Or Later Has To Drop

First Of All, The Music That People Call Latin Or Spanish Is Really African. So Black People Need To Get The Credit For That.

Surrender Your Whole Being To A Note, And Gravity Disappears...wi Th One Chord

One Day There Will Be No Borders, No Boundaries, No Flags And No Countries And The Only Passport Will Be The Heart

When A Baby Comes You Can Smell Two Things: The Smell Of Flesh, Which Smells Like Chicken Soup, And The Smell Of Lilies, The Flower Of Another Garden, The Spiritual Garden.

Blues Was My First Love. It Was The First Thing Where I Said, 'oh Man, This Is The Stuff.' It Just Sounded So Raw And Honest, Gut-bucket Honest. From Then I Started Rebelling.