I've been told that nobody sings the word 'hunger' like I do.

Somebody once said we never know what is enough until we know what's more than enough.

The jails are full and the problem is getting worse every day. Yet we do practically the same thing every day in the week to sick people hooked on drugs. If we did that, everyone would know we were crazy. Imagine if the government chased sick people with diabetes, put a tax on insulin and drove it into the black market, told doctors they couldn’t treat them, and then caught them, prosecuted them for not paying their taxes, and then sent them to jail.No matter what he was doing, he wasn't imitating anybody and he had that beat. Maybe a lot of other people told him the same thing, but anyway, I was pleased later to hear he was making it. I tried to tell him he had something different in the way of sound and encouraged him to try singing. My singing voice is clear but my speaking voice is husky Mel's speaking voice was clear but his singing voice sounded kind of cloudy and foggy. And he was a switch on me in another way. He was like me when I was a kid, in a way, wanting to make it as a dancer and not interested in singing. Maybe he couldn't cut the cats at the Savoy in Harlem, but he sure could dance. used to win all of Billy's lindy contests. You can be up to your boobies in white satin, with gardenias in your hair and no sugar cane for miles, but you can still be working on a plantation.If you can, then it ain’t music, it’s close-order drill or exercise or yodeling or something, not music. I can’t stand to sing the same song the same way two nights in succession, let alone two years or ten years.

No two people on earth are alike, and it's got to be that way in music or it isn't music.

Holiday's autobiography co-authored with William Dufty. God Bless The Child Song co-authored with Arthur Herzog Jr.īut God bless the child that's got his own

Lord I love my man, tell the world I do.

It's going to carry me through this world. Who love my man, I'm a liar if I say I don'tīut I'll quit my man, I'm a liar if I say I wont.It was the last time I saw her.'īillie's Blues Holiday varied the lyrics of this and other songs in her renditions of them included are some of the major passages of some of the variants. 'Just before she left, I asked her if she would like to be the godmother of my second child, Maria, who was about to be born, and she said yes, that it takes a bad woman to be a good godmother. summer 1956, regarding Holiday's qualifications to serve as godmother to Clooney's second child, as quoted by Clooney in 'Profiles: The Heart, The Head, and The Pipes' by Whitney Balliett in The New Yorker (August 3, 1992). t takes a bad woman to be a good godmother.

Lady sings the blues by billie holiday