:18:04
And our moms would throw in,
well, my mom would throw in...
:18:07
...a good meal here and there, you know.
:18:10
She couldn't stand him
because she thought he was a bum.
:18:14
She said, "You ain't gonna have
that long-haired nigger in here."
:18:17
Then she'd get in front of his face
and she says:
:18:20
"Well, Jimi, you just don't understand...
:18:23
...Fay's just goin' through a thing."
:18:24
"It'll just be a minute.
You shouldn't get involved."
:18:27
'Cause he talked to her about little things,
you know.
:18:30
We used to go to Palm's Cafe
and places like Small's, the Spotlight...
:18:35
...places around 125th Street,
in the Harlem scene, you know.
:18:40
He'd tell him he wanted to sit in, right?
:18:43
And these old fuddy-duddy,
rough-dried ain't-never-beens...
:18:48
...you know, they ain't gonna give him
a break.
:18:50
So they just act like
they don't even know that he's there.
:18:56
He'd sit there with this kind of look
on his face...
:19:00
...for a few minutes and he says,
"I'm gonna speak to 'em again."
:19:04
I'd say, "Hey, don't say nothin'
to those cats...
:19:06
...'cause it's obvious
they don't want you to play."
:19:11
I used to have him clean up the bedroom
all the time while I was gone.
:19:17
When I'd come home, I'd find a lot of
broom straws near the foot of the bed.
:19:23
I used to ask him,
"Didn't you sweep the floor?"
:19:26
And he said, yeah, he did.
I found out later, he used to be sittin'...
:19:30
...at the foot of the bed there...
:19:32
...strummin' the broom
like he was playin' a guitar.
:19:35
Finally, they would let him come in,
you know, and play.
:19:39
And then they'd get up and really
just mess up so bad behind him.
:19:43
It was incredible.
:19:44
He'd be lookin' all disgusted on the stage,
and he'd keep lookin' back at 'em.
:19:49
Then the other guys come and say he's got
to turn it down...
:19:52
...and take him through many changes.
:19:54
Well, when I was with the Isley Brothers,
they used to make me do my thing then...
:19:59
...because it made them more bucks,
or something.