“I have thirty-five cents in my pocket full o’ holes and I ain’t audition, but I goin’ and find a way. I go walk to this damn theatre in San Fernando. Who go stop me? I ain’t breakin’ the law. I ain’t disturbing the peace. I jus’ playin’ my tenor pan. I go walk this damn thing, and when I reach, I goin’ to play this thing the angels and them send for me, wit’ thirty-five cents in my pocket.”