Quotes About Singing

When I had my first voice lesson I was 15 years old. And I had a really good teacher. This is what made all the difference. A good teacher will teach you the technique, but also how to listen to your voice.

Well, I actually first got into music as a small child, and as I became a teen, I sought out making money from music, weather that was singing lounge gigs, backup in studios, or weddings.

If a cricket needs a reason For his wrinkled, vibrant singing, I would reckon, not the season, Not a mating call sent winging Or that evolution grew it, But, because he likes to do it!

The infant opens its intelligence and love to the mother's song as much as to the mother's face... Every mother ought to sing. Let memories that begin life have songs that last for life.

Num cotovelo do caminho avistou um canto de cerca, encheu-o a esperança de achar comida, sentiu desejo de cantar. A voz saiu-lhe rouca, medonha. Calou-se para não estragar força.

doubt they had ever heard anyone sing in that dungeon before.

I love to sing and I do think that my strength as a singer is... I think I have a voice that is certainly sufficient under most any circumstances... but I think my strength is that I really am an actor and I really do have to own what I am saying.

Even the birds above the lake Are singing of my love, And even the flowers along the shore Are growing for her sake.

This is the greatest mystery of all: even a bird can be a slave, but even in its cage, it sings.

Lean out of the window, Goldenhair, I hear you singing A merry air. My book was closed, I read no more, Watching the fire dance On the floor. I have left my book, I have left my room, For I heard you singing Through the gloom. Singing and singing A merry air, Lean out of the window, Goldenhair.

The bright stars fade. A voiceless song sang from within, singing: the morn is breaking.

It's the ciiiiiiiiiiiiircle of liiiiiiiiiife! Iggy sang

He's basically putting on a private doo-wop show for the seagulls. Then he stops, spreads out his arms, and adds in the harmony: "In the still of the ni-i-i-ight!

Oh God, I would love to do Broadway, but I'm unfortunately not a very good singer.

We had our unhappy moments but they got channelled into the kind of sadness that was necessary for singing a song about going nowhere. So it worked out very well I think.

I just want to unify people. A crowd full of people singing one song... that doesn't derive from anything dishonest... It's someone's truth.

Whatever else has been said about me personally is unimportant. When I sing, I believe. I'm honest.

Elton John can be a master of the sleight of hand. The arrangements make it seem like there are substantial melodies underneath the tracks - but almost nothing demands repeated listenings. Similarly, he always sounds like he's singing up a storm, but his voice glosses over the material, reducing most things to an uninteresting sameness.

When I started to sing, my mother would have me engaged to perform at the Women's Christian Temperance Union national or annual meetings. I would hate doing this because I wanted to play baseball or go off skiing.

It's interesting because what I do and what I sing is, to other people, pretty unique. I feel I'm creating my own path... and I'm working on growing as a performer.

I'm the kind of person who can hear that stuff. If you sing along to the radio and you're not going to sing unison with the melody, but find the harmony, I find that pretty easy to do.

I don't know if it is a spiritual, physiological or psychological phenomenon, but I believe now more than ever that singing is a universal, built-in mechanism designed to cultivate empathy and compassion.

My accent fades away I guess when I sing. It's real weird. I guess singing is pretty much a universal language like you sing however everyone else sings and that's with an American accent. I sound very different when I talk.

When a women speaks her truth, fires up her intention and feeling, stays tight with the instinctive nature, she is singing, she is living in the wild breath-stream of the soul.