But right now we have an advantage of being the number one in music..
Music is the purest form of art... therefore true poets...seek to express the universe in terms of music. The singer has everything within him. The n….
I believe in knowing all you can about the music and the people who made the music. I think it's much more important to know some good Miles Davis st….
There is no real coming and going, For what is going but coming?.
Do you think I give a damn about your and your pathetic violin?.
We need to have music that contributes to the well-being of the spirit. Music that cradles people's lives and makes things a little easier. That's wh….
Art! Who comprehends her? With whom can one consult concerning this great goddess?.
I never practice my guitar. From time to time I just open the case & throw in a piece of raw meat..
Paint pictures with sound. First, find your white-the deepest, roundest sound you can play on the guitar. Then, find your black-which is the most ext….
Two touch the string, The harp is dumb..
I wanted to use some kind of name so people would know where I was from. So I took the name "bluegrass." There is not a prettier name in the whole wo….
For the moment, the jazz is playing; there is no melody, just notes, a myriad tiny tremors. The notes know no rest, an inflexibleorder gives birth to….
That was when I realised that music is the most profound, magical form of communication there is..
When I was a little kid, I took tap and ballet. I've always loved to dance. I'm a rhythm machine..
This is it for a winner, Dance to this and you're gonna get thinner, Move slide your rump, Just for a minute let's all do the bump, Bump, bump, bump ….
Even people that know Johnny Cash's music really well and know that he was married don't really know that much about June Carter. So finding out abou….
No matter what culture you're from, everyone loves music..
Regarding the current Broadway revival of The Music Man, Jay Nordlinger wrote: There will always be those who sniff that the show is "feel good"-but,….
It is dreadful when something weighs on your mind, not to have a soul to unburden yourself to. You know what I mean. I tell my piano the things I use….
Walter turned on the radio: electric violins wailing, twisted romance, the four-square beat of heartbreak. Trite suffering, but suffering nonetheless….
Tones sound, and roar and storm about me until I have set them down in notes..