Quotes About Sound

Big Ben... hearing the chimes makes me feel at home.

Its rock n' roll that has done my hearing in.

My hearing after 50 years of playing music sometimes isn't too great.

For me, hearing my voice is sometimes a little nauseating, especially at Christmas.

I love hearing the gym shoes squeak.

Dubstep has everything for me. Rhythm, sound design, heartfelt emotion - all in one place.

I get some heat for what English people call 'overproduction.' I don't think my older stuff was overproduced, but I do think that sound has dated.

For me, Heaven is evoking emotions through sound.

There were not very many girls in rock n' roll together with men that had a heavy rock sound as well as a more acoustic sound like Heart.

The heavy guitars are the ones that sound good. They are not that comfortable, but they do sound great.

I actually had a bunch of songs that I worked on with Jamey Jasta from Hatebreed, but they were too heavy for me because my voice sounds good when I sing clean. It sounds good dirty too, but when I hear my voice sing really clean, that's a special sound.

I don't even think whether I play the blues or not, I just play whatever feels right at the moment. I also will use any gadget or device that I find that helps me achieve the sort of sound on the guitar that I want to get.

Timmy Horan was a childhood hero. He was a great distributor, elusive, good stepper, very physical, defensively very sound. What a rounded player.

My voice right now, hey, listen. I don't know how long it's going to last.

Early CDs, I found, flattened out the sound - it took away all the highs.

Sweet sounds can go where kisses may not enter.

It was not the man's brain that was speaking it was his larynx. The stuff that was coming out of him consisted of words but it was not speech in true sense: it was a noise uttered in unconsciousness like the quacking of a duck.

His whole mind and body seemed to be afflicted with an unbearable sensitivity, a sort of transparency, which made every movement, every sound, every contact, every word that he had to speak or listen to, an agony. Even in sleep he could not altogether escape form her image.

I wanted to write enormous naturalistic novels with unhappy endings, full of detailed descriptions and arresting similes, and also full of purple passages in which words were used partly for the sake of their own sound.

It was not the man's brain that was speaking; it was his larynx. The stuff that was coming out of him consisted of words, but it was not speech in the true sense: it was a noise uttered in unconsciousness, like the quacking of a duck. Syme

When a novel lacks the indefinable, unmistakable thing we call beauty, one looks in it for sound delineation of character, or humour of situation, or verbal wit.

I desired it be round and full, clinking with the sound of gold.

Within its gates I heard the sound Of winds in cypress caverns caught Of huddling tress that moaned, and sought To whisper what their roots had found. ("A Dream of Fear")

heard the bullets whistle, and, believe me, there is something charming in the sound.