Quotes About Music

I know there's some kind of history to mountain music-like it came from Ireland or England or Scotland and we kept up the tradition.

Finally the last song was sung. Now began the fun part of the evening, the part they all looked forward to. The singers rose, and Jonas pitched in to help the other young men move the benches out of the barn. Groups formed, clusters of girls who giggled together and cast quick glances toward the boys under the watchful eyes of the parents who hovered nearby.

Polka will never die.

It was one of those moments that would have had dramatic music if my life were a movie, but instead I got a radio jingle for some kind of submarine sandwich place blaring over the store's ambient stereo. The movie ofmy life must be really low-budget.

I once lost five years listening to a Pink Floyd album.

I settled in and told Michael, Now, if only we had some Wagner to send us on our way. I saw Gard's reflection in the chopper's front windows look up at my words. Then she flicked a couple of switches, and Ride of the Valkyries started thrumming through the helicopter's cabin. Yee-haw, I said as my elbows and knees started a nagging ache. As long as we're going, we might as well go out in style.

Polka will never die!" Butters screamed. "I can't believe I'm hearing this," Thomas muttered.

Chicago is what a polite person would call a colorful place. It's a den of crime and corruption. And it's a monument to architecture and enterprise. It's violent and dangerous, and an epicenter of music and the arts. The good, the bad, the ugly, the sublime, monsters and angels—they're all here. The

It wasn't until later that I would realize that I was babbling a chant of "Ubriacha, ubrius, ubrium," to the Peanuts theme music.

Exercise is good for the body, but music is good for the soul." "Not the way I play it

Sometimes it's a big part, and sometimes it isn't, but either way, it's part of the big puzzle, the deep music, the great game. Pain does two things: It teaches you, tells you that you're alive. Then it passes away and leaves you changed.

It was one of those moments that would have had dramatic music if my life were a movie, but instead I got a radio jingle for some kind of submarine sandwich place blaring over the store's ambient stereo. The movie of my life must be really low-budget.

Blood was their art. Screams were their music. Horror was their faith.

He looks something like a Caucasian." "Impossible," I said. "He has rhythm and he can dance.

The opening notes of the Guns N' Roses hit "Welcome to the Jungle" began to echo from the buildings behind us, Slash's guitar sending those tones bouncing around the concrete and towers, somehow resonating with the steel and stone of the streets and buildings of the city. Chicago herself became the speaker, music ringing off every surface, setting the ground to quivering in resonance.

Does each song, he wondered, have a certain time and place-beyond the subjective aspects of technique and talent-when it is perfectly played by the performer, or perfectly received by the listener? If so, he wondered, what if by some huge cosmic coincidence both occurred simultaneously? He felt he had just witnessed such a phenomenon. Could the same process occur with other art forms?

Neighbor to neighbor. It is a mentality that has been fostered over centuries, since the earliest settlers realized the only way to survive in this desolate but beautiful outpost was to work together. Much of their music captures this spirit.

Newfoundland's own brand of music from groups such as Great Big Sea, the Ennis Sisters, and Buddy Wassisname.

If you need a handbook for praise and worship, read Psalms.

Work could be anything that aroused your curiosity: the natural world, music, anthropology, the stars, or even sewing or gardening. When we were little girls we would invent dresses the Queen of Egypt might wear, or have a special garden where we ordered seeds for vegetables or flowers we had never heard of.

I think it's not particularly necessary to lead a religious life. People progress just as well in music, or art, or math or science or gardening or whatever. It all seems to work as well and the process is good.

In that year there was an intense visitation of energy. I left school & went down to the beach to live. I slept on a roof. At night the moon became a woman's face. I met the Spirit of Music.

Sometimes you'll want to give up the guitar. You'll hate the guitar. But if you stick with it, you're gonna be rewarded.

You got me floatin' across and through You make me float right on up to you The only thing I need to get me there Is to hear you laugh without a care