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Ahmet: Ray, I'm gonna tell you something and I don't want you to take it the wrong way. Ray: Well, then give it to me right then. Ahmet: I signed you because I sensed something special in you not because you sound like Nate Cole or Charles Brown. Ray: But I thought you liked what I do. Ahmet: Look we love the tenor of your voice, your vituosity, your energy... Ray: But not my music. Ahmet: Man, I didn't say that. Ray: Look, Ahmet, this is what I do. I gotta make a living. This is what the people want. I don't know no other way. Ahmet: Well we gotta help you find one. Look, let's try a little change of pace. Your familiar with stride piano? Ray: You kidding me, man? The man I learned the piano from was a stride player. Ahmet: Okay, I've got a song. It's called the Mess Around. Ray: Mess around. Cute title. Who wrote it? Ahmet: I did. Ray: Oh. You wrote it. Well, sing it to me, man. Ahmet: Sing it? Ray: Yeah, it's not like I can read the lyrics. Ahmet Ertegun: Alright. It's in the key of G. Ray: Key of G. (Begins playing) Ahmet: No. More like a Pete Johnson kind of thing. Ray: Pete Johnson. (Begins playing again]) Ahmet: Yeah, yeah. That's good. Ray: Oh, you like that? Okay, let's go.
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