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Setting my mind on a musical instrument was like falling in love. All the world seemed bright and changed.
I think America concedes that true American music has sprung from the Negro.
If my serenade of song and story should serve as a pillow for some composer's head, as yet perhaps unborn, to dream and build on our fond melodies in his tomorrow, I have not labored in vain.
The blues - the sound of a sinner on revival day.
I knew the whistle of each of the river boats on the Tennessee.
With a guitar I would be able to express the things I felt in sounds.
Nature was my kindergarten.
You can never tell what's in a woman's mind,
And if she's from Harlem, there's no use o' tryin
Whenever I heard the song of a bird and the answering call of its mate, I could visualize the notes in scale, all built up within my consciousness as a natural symphony.
Saving was slow and painful.
Sometimes I feel like nothin,' somethin' throwed away,
Somethin' throwed away.
And then I get my guitar, play the blues all day.
A lean, loose-jointed Negro had commenced plunking a guitar beside me while I slept. His clothes were rags; his feet peeped out of his shoes. His face had on it some of the sadness of the ages. As he played, he pressed a knife on the strings of the guitar in a manner popularized by Hawaiian guitarists who used steel bars. The effect was unforgettable.
You'll never miss the water 'til the well runs dry.
Where the Tennessee River, like a silver snake, winds her way through the clay hills of Alabama, sits high on these hills, my home town, Florence.
You've got to appreciate the things that come from the art of the Negro and from the heart of the man farthest down.
Life is something like a trumpet. If you don't put anything in, you won't get anything out.
The name of my ailment was longing, and it was not cured till I finally went to the department store and counted out the money in small coins before the dismayed clerk. When I came to the house, I held up the instrument before the eyes of the astonished household.
