Occupation: Composer Birth: November 22, 1899 Death: December 27, 1981
I'm singing the music publisher's theme song - it ain't a commercial..
Traveling with a big band is like being an inmate in a traveling zoo..
The trouble with doing nothing is that you can never take any time off..
I know Mother named me after a railroad man, but it's too late now, I'm afraid. Much, much too late..
Never play anything that don't sound right. You might not make any money, but at least you won't get hostile with yourself..
The recollection of how, when and where it all happened became vague as the lingering strains hung in the rafters of the studio. I wanted to shout ba….
Ragtime was my lullaby..
In Hollywood, the rainbow hits the ground for composers..
Slow motion gets you there faster..
I don't think I'll ever be president of anything..
You sittin' here chained to your rockin' chair..