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          • March 20, 2012 11:44 am
            Miles Davis quotes On Jazz It was a motherfucker. Man, that shit was all up in my body. On Race I’m hiring a motherfucker to play, not for what color he is. I’m all races at once. That’s what fusion was all about, don’t you know, motherfuckers? On Jimi Hendrix It’s that goddamned motherfucking ‘Machine Gun.’ On Sarah Vaughn She was a motherfucker. On Count Basie …he was a motherfucker too. On Ella Fitzgerald She was a real motherfucker, still is. On Billy Eckstien He would cuss and knock a motherfucker out at the drop of a hat. On Chick Corea You a motherfucker. On Steve Miller That non-playing motherfucker. On Kenny G (shaking head) …motherfucker. On his musical heroes, Dizzy Gillespie and Charlie Parker Goddamn, them motherfuckers was terrible. On Dizzy Gillespie Man, he would fuck with that chimpanzee… To a stranger in an elevator Get out of my Ferrari, motherfucker. Miles Davis on Miles Davis Couldn’t-play-trumpet-as-well-as-Dizzy motherfucker, but a motherfucker nonetheless. On old age “One bad Ferrariless motherfucker”

            Miles Davis quotes

            On Jazz

            It was a motherfucker. Man, that shit was all up in my body.

            On Race

            I’m hiring a motherfucker to play, not for what color he is.

            I’m all races at once. That’s what fusion was all about, don’t you know, motherfuckers?

            On Jimi Hendrix

            It’s that goddamned motherfucking ‘Machine Gun.’

            On Sarah Vaughn

            She was a motherfucker.

            On Count Basie

            …he was a motherfucker too.

            On Ella Fitzgerald

            She was a real motherfucker, still is.

            On Billy Eckstien

            He would cuss and knock a motherfucker out at the drop of a hat.

            On Chick Corea

            You a motherfucker.

            On Steve Miller

            That non-playing motherfucker.

            On Kenny G

            (shaking head) …motherfucker.

            On his musical heroes, Dizzy Gillespie and Charlie Parker

            Goddamn, them motherfuckers was terrible.

            On Dizzy Gillespie

            Man, he would fuck with that chimpanzee…

            To a stranger in an elevator

            Get out of my Ferrari, motherfucker.

            Miles Davis on Miles Davis

            Couldn’t-play-trumpet-as-well-as-Dizzy motherfucker, but a motherfucker nonetheless.

            On old age

            “One bad Ferrariless motherfucker”

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