Quotes About Piano

One of my initial memories of being taken over by music was watching Paul McCartney on TV play a tribute to John Lennon. He was playing piano by himself and singing 'Imagine,' and I remember feeling an anxiety and shortness of breath.

Steinway is the only piano on which the pianist can do everything he wants. And everything he dreams.

Look at the piano. You'll notice that there are white notes and black notes. Figure out the difference between them and you'll be able to make whatever kind of music you want.

I would just hear piano players and I would hear music, and just think - I don't just want to sit here and passively listen; I want to get inside it.

There were the Steinways, for example (ironically

So I just live with my insomnia. I do crossword puzzles, or wander out to the music room and fool around on the piano, or read. Those late hours when the world is completely still, when the only sound is the rustle of the air in the vents and the wind visiting the trees outside, when the darkness is tucked tight around the house and you feel as life itself the movements of your own consciousness-these are wonderful hours to read. There is no interruption.

Sometimes, I make music in my sleep. So I get up, put on my headphones, and compose it on the piano.

I will never, most likely, be good at the piano, but thanks to it, I will never forget the humbling, infuriating, necessary slowness of progress in any artistic endeavor.

Chopin was a master of melody, harmony and voice leading - the art of smoothly moving from chord to chord.

I love music, singing, and playing piano (though I'm not very good). And I adore musical theater.

My audition song is, and has been since 1977, 'I Love a Piano.

I think my love of music comes from my dad. I was born with an ear for music, like him, and started with the piano when I was 4 but fell in love with the drums. My dad always has music playing.

I want to record Goyescas by Granados, which has been a great love of mine since I was a teenager.

Blake took her face in his hands. "You let me touch you. Kiss you. Your skin? It feels like piano keys. My hands know just where to go.

Your friend Mr. Tulip would perhaps like part of your payment to be the harpsichord? said the chair. It's not a --ing harpsichord, it's a --ing virginal, growled Mr. Tulip. One --ing string to a note instead of two! So called because it was an instrument for --ing young ladies! My word, was it? said one of the chairs. I thought it was just of sort of early piano!

This sensitivity to the qualities of wood was as essential to the pioneers of piano building as it was to the great makers of stringed instruments like Stradivari or Guarneri.

I did a lot of engineering things, like taking apart my brother's model car when I was 10. I also played the piano for about 10 years. I auditioned for Juilliard but didn't get in.

I used to just sit in the living room and make up songs on the keyboard.

But I find that the keyboard is the complete instrument you know?

When I imagine some music in my mind, almost automatically, I imagine the piano keys.

One of the first CDs I ever bought was Alicia Keys's 'MTV Unplugged' album. That album is the one I would take home and listen to on my Walkman, in my room, before I had an iPod. I learned most of the songs on piano.

I turn my back on him as he goes, and settle myself in the parlor, and touch Ma's piano. My fingers leave sighs in the dust.

When I point my fingers at the keys, the music springs straight out of me. Right hand playing notes sharp as tongues, telling stories while the smooth buttery rhythms back me up on the left.

It's funny: I'm a lifelong musician, but because I principally play the piano it's been a solitary thing.