Occupation: Jazz Pianist Birth: May 21, 1904 Death: December 15, 1943
Jazz isn't what you do; it's how you do it..
I was playing organ at a silent movie house at Harlem and they'd be showing some death scene on the screen. Likely as not, I'd grab a bottle and star….
You could be my son. You even look like me a little bit... Say, who's your mother?.
One never knows, do one?.
So easy, when you know how..
Grab your pig's feet, bread, and gin, there's plenty in the kitchen. I wonder what the poor people are eating tonight?.
This is so nice, it must be illegal..
If you don't know what it is, don't mess with it..