“The point is, you have to decide who you are playing for. I wanted him to think my playing was beautiful, so I stopped making noise and made music instead.” He rubbed his chin. “What do you really like, in your heart?” “Probably more country, or folk.” “Then play that,” Frankie said. “Even if it doesn’t sell?” “Money and music are not friends.” Frankie chuckled. “I know something about that.”
