What We Do To Each Other Are

I Went To New York In 1974, To Either Try To Get A Record Deal, Get Into The New York Art Student League, Or Be A Dancer. So That Was My Plan. Some Plan. And I Had No Money.

The Cd, It Should Be Noted, Was Born Out Of Greed. It Was Devised To Prop Up Record Sales On The Expectation Of People Replenishing Their Record Collections With Cds Of Albums They Had Already Purchased.

We Could Walk 3 Minutes And Be On The Beach. I Think The Music Kind Of Suffered Because Of It. It Kind Of Smelled Like Jimmy Buffett, Which Is A Bad Thing.

This Is About Black People Selling Out Other Black People.

I Think It's Ridiculous To Try To Sell Records To Teenagers, Because Teenagers Don't Buy My Records. And There Ain't That Many Teenagers Out There In The Marketplace.