Rested, Refreshed, and Ready to run, the three Rs of peak performance.
Every verse a diamond, every chorus gold, the sound was my salvation. It was only everything, before money became king.
Music is probably the only real magic I have encountered in my life. There's not some trick involved with it. It's pure and it's real. It moves, it heals, it communicates and does all these incredible things.
You and I will meet again, When we're least expecting it, One day in some far off place, I will recognize your face, I won't say goodbye my friend, For you and I will meet again.
You belong among the wildflowers You belong in a boat out at sea You belong with your love on your arm You belong somewhere you feel free
Buy me a drink, sing me a song; take me as I come, cause I can't stay long.
Go after what you really love and find a way to make that work for you, and then you'll be a happy person.
Then, when I had the opportunity to go to Africa and visit the villages, I heard the real, raw, true rhythms and realised the origins of the old Negro spirituals I grew up with in the South.
The primary goal of spiritual life is human transformation.
Most composers and arrangers these days use computer programs and keyboards, but I'm one of those dinosaurs that still writes it down on score paper and still dreams it up in his ear first.
Knight without fear and without reproach.