We really were a very musical family. Father managed to buy us a small pump organ, and I just loved this instrument.
Sounds always fascinated me.
One time I introduced my orchestra as the Shampoo Music Makers instead of the Champagne Music Makers.
One thing all stage mothers share is an overpowering ambition for their daughters.
Night after night I could feel the chills go up and down my spine, they played so well.
It's curious how we act in moments of personal despair.
In spite of the Depression, or maybe because of it, folks were hungry for a good time, and an evening of dancing seemed a good way to have it.
If any performer has quality in his voice he can almost always be helped to develop all the other necessary attributes.
I was so anxious to succeed that I made a practice of appearing on all the disc jockey shows I could, in order to publicize the band.
I realized some of the pitfalls of being well-known; it was nice if you were successful, but it made it just that much harder to take when you failed.
I played a Spaniard. I looked about as Spanish as any other fair-skinned German.
I knew nothing of the real life of a musician, but I seemed to see myself standing in front of great crowds of people, playing my accordion.
I have never been an innovator, a creative genius.
Conversation didn't seem necessary when I put the accordion down and swung some young lady around the floor.
I just had an idea that went right over my head.
His act may start out slow, but it tapers off.
You know, it's a long world.
Whenever you have a minute I'd like to see you right now.
This is the best biography by me I have ever read.
I just wrote a book, but don't go out and buy it yet, because I don't think it's finished yet.
