Your deciding is wrong!

buddy rich - kind of nuts!

You're deciding what kind of phrasing. You're deciding who and what the leader is. You're gonna watch who you wanna watch...(turns to the rest of the band). Everybody's on two weeks notice tonight. I'm telling you, everybody gets two weeks notice tonight. I can't handle this anymore. You're all...(pauses thoughtfully) you're not my kind of people, at all. I don't understand this fuckin' kind of music at all. I don't understand what anybody is doing up there. I'm workin' my fuckin' ass off...(turns to a trumpet player) You put that fuckin' mouthpiece into that bell again, I'm gonna take that fuckin' horn and break it across my knee! Do you understand that?

UPDATE: i neglected to click through the other pages the first time. this one is even better!

Two fuckin' weeks to make up your mind whether you want a beard or you want a job. I'll not have this trouble with this band. This is not the goddamn House of David fuckin' baseball team. This is the Buddy Rich Band; young people...with faces! No more fuckin' beards. That's out! If you decide to do it, you're through. Right now! This is the last time I make this announcement. No more fucking beards.