My dad always told me that anyone's voice is just another instrument added to the music.

My dad loved black singers. So listening to New Orleans music eventually I wanted to play an instrument.

I came from somewhat of a musical family. I had an uncle on Broadway. My dad kind of knows how to play instruments. Although I always find it annoying when he does play an instrument.

I wanted to take up music so my father bought me a blunt instrument. He told me to knock myself out.

It is up to African leaders to show their will and political courage in order to assure that this new pan-African institution becomes an efficient instrument and not a place for endless discussions.

I have this desire to just while away weeks months and years. It took me two years to make this record but that was with me trying to condense my process and not disappear down the rabbit hole with all the cool things I've collected. I could take 10 years and not explore everything I want to with these instruments.

It's cool to have instruments lying around because they give you different ideas.

Over and over again financial experts and wonkish talking heads endeavor to explain these mysterious 'toxic' financial instruments to us lay folk. Over and over they ignobly fail because we all know that no one understands credit default obligations and derivatives except perhaps Mr. Buffett and the computers who created them.

Human memory is a marvelous but fallacious instrument. The memories which lie within us are not carved in stone not only do they tend to become erased as the years go by but often they change or even increase by incorporating extraneous features.

In the heat of the Russian summer a sleeping car is the most horrible instrument of martyrdom imaginable.