I don’t dig staying in one groove.

When you get a groove going, time flies.

I am grateful to those who are keepers of the groove. The babies and the grandmas who hang on to it and help us remember when we forget that any kind of dancing is better...

The groove is so mysterious. We’re born with it and we lose it and the world seems to split apart before our eyes into stupid and cool. When we get it back, the world unifies...

On stuck status? Don’t crush the groove, bust a move.