Quotes About Vintage

keyboards of classic gear like the Nord rack, Korg Triton Studio keyboard/rack, Roland XV series rack, E-MU sound modules, Access Virus, Waldorf, Kurzweil keys/rack, Parametric EQs, and others that they'll use along with plug-ins. Many of them also use the Electrix rack gear (cheaply priced, good quality and still easy to find on eBay or Harmony-Central.com)

They drove through the town of Collegeville on Route 29, a winding two-lane road, and continued past colonial vintage houses, then rolling hills and pastured horses. The farmland turned into a vast open space, and Christine sensed they were approaching the prison. "I think we're almost there," she said, glancing over. Lauren

We were mugged by some senior citizens on the way from the chopper to the main gate, but no great harm done; they were using vintage revolvers.

News spoils quick, friend, like milk.' 'I say it gets better if carefully kept, like wine.' 'I'm glad you like the vintage, but I ain't buying yesterday's news.

Brylcreem–A little dab'll do ya.

Is not the gleaning of the grapes of Ephraim better than the vintage of Abiezer?

Classic rock, psychedelic rock - I like to dig up old music and see what I can get influenced by.

I use an Arnold Palmer putter that was probably built back in 1954.

One thing that was really dope for me was that my dad had a '78 Corvette, '78 or '76 Corvette all my life. It always needed to be fixed up. I remember it's just been sitting in the driveway for years, and I got it fixed from top to bottom for his birthday.

I literally in the New York flea market - just when I was despairing of ever having a great serendipitous find - found a 1926 Chanel.

L.A. has a lot of good flea markets - the Rose Bowl is always a good one. I have taken to eBay, too. Some of my favorite things - especially chairs, for some reason - I got on eBay.

I'm just a '70s freak.

Ugster vinyl pumps, Partridge Family records, plastic daisy jewelry, old postcards. . . . It's a magpie Christmas market.

Spun sugar clouds and extraterrestrial crystal vintage T-birds flying through space, morning-glory girls swinging from star-hung vines in cosmic gardens.

Vintage never fits the way you think it will.

When I first went out on the road with Larry Williams, there was also, like, The Coasters, The Drifters, and The Flamingos.

When I was a kid in the late '60s and early '70s, my parents and their friends would play the records of Andy Williams, Dean Martin, Frank Sinatra, and Perry Como, music with string arrangements and men singing songs that sounded sad whether they were or not.

Buying a particular vintage because everyone tips it and then waiting for it to mature is like gambling. The thrill is in placing the bet. Once the race is run or the match is played, you'll either win or lose. Until that happens, you're caught in this wonderful, agonising sense of expectation.

The best Chateauneuf-du-Papes are among the most natural expressions of grapes, place and vintage. Chateauneuf-du-Pape vineyards are farmed organically or biodynamically, and the region's abundant sunshine and frequent wind (called 'le mistral') practically preclude the need for treating the fields with herbicides or pesticides.

There were little Charlie Chaplins that you would wind up, and they would walk. I remember vividly. I was sitting in the high chair with the little tray in front of me. My parents would wind it up, and it would walk to me.

Me and my wife watch laser discs, and I collect old computers. And one of my regular models is a 1993 computer with Windows 98 on it. I just love old technology, and I don't know what you would call that. I'm just stuck in 1991, '92.

It's an addiction. I love clothes. I like to go down Melrose and look in all the windows and I go to different flea markets. I have lots of costumes. You never know when you're going to have to dress up like a milkmaid from the 1600s.

I'd like an old car just so I can control the windows with a handle. I hate electronic windows.

Happiness is a wine of the rarest vintage, and seems insipid to a vulgar taste.