Quotes About Song

I was once an extra in a Bruce Springsteen video where they did a live performance video at Tramps. I forget the name of the song.

I never enjoyed making videos, even though the 'Total Eclipse' video was nominated for a Grammy along with the song. We lost out to the 'Billie Jean' video.

I love narrative videos, but sometimes I think they can limit a listener's experience of a song.

mockingbird sings his borrowed songs all hooked together like different-colored ribbons tied end after end.

A mockingbird sings his borrowed songs all hooked together like different-colored ribbons tied end after end.

When we hear our own song as a part of the world song it has a richness, passion and purpose born from the integration of the individual with the whole. It is only in relation to the whole that we can appreciate the full range of our own potential, for the simple reason that our life has a purpose beyond our individual self. When we hear the song of the world soul our own song resonates with this deeper destiny. (p. 104)

I love you, A bushel and a peck, A bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck. Hug around a neck and a barrel and a heap, Barrel and a heap and I'm talking in my sleep.

And little he knew of the things that ink may do, how it can mark a dead man's thought for the wonder of later years, and tell of happenings that are gone clean away, and be a voice for us out of the dark of time, and save many a fragile thing from the pounding of heavy ages; or carry to us, over the rolling centuries, even a song from lips long dead on forgotten hills.

Lift up your dark heart and sing a song about how time drifts past you like the gentlest, almost imperceptible breeze. — Jim Harrison, from "Cold Poem," Saving Daylight . (Copper Canyon Press 2006)

Hell to Heaven Heaven to Hell Please send Devil or Angel To love me now. To Hell with Heaven To Heaven with Hell. Unless you send me somebody to love...the truth of you both I'm gonna tell.

The weather is here Wish you were beautiful.

Do you know who is the first eternal spaceman of this universe? The first to send his wild wild vibrations to all those cosmic superstations? For the song he always shouts sends the planets flipping out... But I'll tell you before you think me loony that I'm talking about Narada Muni... Singing

Anna anna bo banna, banana fanna fo fanna, me my mo manna...Anna. Chuck! Do Chuck!

I'd Love You To Want Me" was the theme song of the bachelors and unhappily married males of my generation, whether in the English original or the equally superb French and Vietnamese renditions. What the song expressed so perfectly from lyric to melody was unrequited love, and we men of the south loved nothing more than unrequited love, cracked hearts our primary weakness after cigarettes, coffee, and cognac.

Then what in your opinion is a good story?' 'What it's always been, monkey,' Ganesha said. 'One dhansu conflict. Some chaka-chak song and dance. Grief. Love. Love for the lover, love for the mother. Love for the land. Comedy. Terror. One tremendous villain whom we must love also. All the elements properly balanced and mixed together, item after item, like a perfect meal with a dance of tastes. There you have it.

The man who talks to his wife about his dog instead of singing a love song is a wise man.

Draw Daphnis from the town, my songs, draw Daphnis home.

I will be gone from here and sing my songs/ In the forest wilderness where the wild beasts are,/ And carve in letters on the little trees/ The story of my love, and as the trees/ Will grow letters too will grow, to cry/ In a louder voice the story of my love.

Anything too stupid to be said is sung.

From man's blood-sodden heart are sprung Those branches of the night and day Where the gaudy moon is hung. What's the meaning of all song? "Let all things pass away.

They sang but had not human tune nor words

He that sings a lasting song Thinks in a marrow-bone. (A Prayer For Old Age)

every word was audible and expressive, as the words in a song were always, as I think, before music grew too proud to be the garment of words, flowing and changing with the flowing and changing of their energies.

My favorite song to play is 'Smokin'' by Boston. I actually had a chance to play that with the band Boston live.