At The Audition, Your Assignment Is To

The Truth Is A Rabbit In A Bramble Patch. All You Can Do Is Circle Around And Say It's Somewhere In There.

Music Does Affect Your Opinions. Plato Is Supposed To Have Said "it's Very Dangerous To Allow The Wrong Kind Of Music Into The Republic."

I Love My Country Very Dearly, And I Greatly Resent The Implication That Some Of The Places I Have Sung And Some Of The People That I Have Known, And Some Of My Opinions, Whether They Are Religious Or Philosophical, Or I Might Be A Vegetarian, Make Me Any Less Of An American.

I Get Up Each Morning, Gather My Wits, Pick Up The Paper And Read The Obits. If I'm Not There, I Know I'm Not Dead, So I Eat A Good Breakfast And Go Back To Bed.

Some May Find Them Merely Diverting Melodies. Others May Find Them Incitements To Red Revolution. And Who Will Say If Either Or Both Is Wrong? Not I.