She loves everything about her guitar – its weight against her body, the way the wood responds when her fingertips tap it, the strings that cut hard against her skin. The simple notes, the gentle riffs – it's all a wonderful game to her.
In his case he preferred desire rather than pleasure and it hung him up, because desire necessitated his advancing, experimenting, denying in advance the easy rushing around of traditional jazz.
Music got me out of time, but that’s only a way of putting it. If you want to know what I think, really, I believe that music put me into time.
And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all.