“The radios are going to dictate. That’s another fight. That’s another story there. I wish they just let it be.”

I got private lessons in keyboard at Julliard, before New England Conservatory of Music in Boston.

I don’t listen to a lot of radio today. It’s not really music to me.

You can be enticed by food, wooed by food, sex, money, or instruments.

I was born in Long Branch, New Jersey, and no one had ever taught anybody that young, back in those days.

Woo means the ability to entice someone or something to get what you want. My first solo album was called: All the Woo of the Universe, which was titled by George Clinton.

My mother wanted me to be a concert pianist.

I was known around the college for jamming in the lounge.

We used to have a main female vocalist. But she had a baby. Now we do the singing ourselves.

Prince presented us at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.

Usually, I just do what I want, because I got it that way.

If you don’t fight for him, you lose! Fight for him! ~Nana Osaki

Freedom of expression is a very essential condition for me to make any art. Also, it is an essential value for my life. I have to protect this right and also to fight for the possibility.

However, the resources at our people’s disposal are very few and we require assistance from the neighboring Arab countries, and for weapons in order to fight the enemy.

With my government, we engaged in bringing our help to fights for national freedom.

As expected life isn’t that sweet at all. When I came to Tokyo I thought I could achieve anything with my own two hands. It’s not like that.

The purpose of art is the fight for freedom.

I don’t want the next generation to fight the same fight as I did.

It would have been better if the United Nations had sent a team to Mali right away to mediate between the government and the rebels. But where is the political initiative?