This morning when I put on my underwear I could hear the fruit-of-the-loom guys laughing at me.
I told my wife the truth. I told her I was seeing a psychiatrist. Then she...
I knew however that the next morning after the fight I would have to get...
It's a privilege to serve the poor to be servants of noble Africans but I better belong in the rehearsal room or in the studio with my band. That's where I want to be and I still wake up in the morning with melodies in my head.
