Quotes About Music

the "small self" effect of awe arises in all eight wonders of life, and not just vast nature. Finding awe in encounters with moral beauty, for example, or music, or when struck by big ideas, quiets the voice of that interfering and nagging neurotic.

I'm through with frost, ice, and snow To the human world, I must go! I'll form a cool, Gobolicious Band. Magical instruments will lend a hand. With these Instruments, I'll go far. Frosty jack, is a superstar I'll steal music's harmony and fun Watch out world, I'll be number one!

Jae perched on Rachel's shoulder, and she glanced at him as she danced. His face was bright with happiness. He smiled as the last words of "Wild 4 U" shivered in the air. "I'm so lucky to do a job I love," he said.

it was like finding a brother who farts in key.

You never know how much you need music until you don't have it. I missed it so much my heart hurt.

Being in Blur has allowed me to travel and hear the music that's being made all over the world.

Time seemed to slow down and stretch out, like a quiet, slow passage in a piece of music. It occurred to me then that I could never be a soldier. The waiting would kill me. It's ironic, I know. I can spend months on a work, whole weeks minutely carving some tiny part of it. I am obsessive with detail, and never care how long it takes to get something perfect, because the success of the whole might depend on one small part.

You get to bring your own sound system when you play an arena, all the lights and visual stuff, which I think is really cool. There's something about those old arenas, where it feels larger than life.

Everybody always wants to rebel against their parents' music, but nobody listened to music louder than my dad.

My mom bought me a white Strat, but that wasn't what I wanted, so I went to a guitar store in Cleveland and - the guy told me it was a really good deal - made an even swap for a blue Teisco Del Ray. I loved that guitar and used it a bunch.

Telling someone about what a symbol means is like telling someone how music should make them feel.

My dad was vehemently opposed to electric guitars. He did not look on that kind of music as legitimate in any way.

Did you know that the state song of Kansas is 'Home on the Range'?

The girl was wearing a backward baseball cap and a black T-shirt that said LED ZEPPELIN on it. "Yo!" she said as she hopped off her skateboard. "They told me I was supposed to be in Mr. Granite's class. Are you Mr. Granite?" "Yes," Mr. Granite replied. "Who are you?" "My name is A.J.," the girl said, "and I hate school." WHAT?!

Yodel-adle-eedle-idle. Yodel-adle-eedle-idle. Yodel-adle-eedle-idle-oo! Yo-yo yodel-laydee-hoo yodel-laydee-hoo, yodel-laydee-hoo, yodel-laydee-hoo.

That's Michael Jackson's 'Thriller'!" Andrea shouted. "I've seen that video!"* "Noooooooo!" shouted Ms. Cuddy. "Not 'Thriller'!

You can muck around with different guitars for certain bits, but you have to have your own sound. That's your benchmark, that's your sound. I also play a Black Beauty. It sounds amazing.

I can't wait to start something up myself that is actually about giving unsigned bands the exposure they deserve, especially when they travel so far to play the smallest gig they've ever played in their lives.

According to Russell Simmons, producer Eric B once claimed he could have created fifteen albums with the ideas from Paul's Boutique. Even the late Miles Davis reportedly once said he never tired of the record.

An intellectual snob is someone who can listen to the William Tell Overture and not think of The Lone Ranger.

She turned on the radio. Christmas music filled the car. She turned it off with a groan. "It's not going to turn you into an elf if you listen," he promised and liked the smile that played at the corner of her lips, wiggling the small mole that kept drawing his attention. She glanced at him. "Do you believe in Christmas?" "I do," he said without hesitation. "Even after all you've seen and done overseas?" "Especially because of that...

Trinidad Jones had never before realized how much her dog Noodles appreciated yodeling.

I need these records because one day, years from now, I will listen to this music and I will remember exactly what it was like to be me now, or me a year ago, at fifteen, totally inhabited by this work, in this very specific place and time.

I open my eyes and see that Chase isn't looking at me anymore. He's staring at Jeremy because that song, or course, is coming from Jeremy's mouth. From his heart. His soul.