He is not all musician; he is also part bus conductor in charge of a moving vehicle [who] dutifully hurries people off and onto it at designated intervals.

To the sound itself the conductor adds the italics and punctuation of gesture, of strained arms, of startling tautness of the shoulders, of brisk nod, of hands flung apart in some wild appeal to the universe.

Ignorance is a right! Education is eroding one of the few democratic freedoms remaining to us.

Finding a good bus driver can be as important as finding a good musician.

Thinking you've had depression makes about as much sense as thinking you've been run over by a bus. Trust me - you know when you've got depression.

Being a musician is what I do, but it's not what I am.