Quotes About Music

I've been looking forward to doing an album, but it's really sad to see how many doors have been closed because of the gay thing. I thought it was about the music.

Supe, hace rato, que estaba alegre porque me puse a cantar y a decirle al locutor que era un tonto y a la vida que era estupenda.

I had always loved music. I grew up listening to classic country, Waylon Jennings, Merle Haggard. My dad loved Vern Gosdin and Keith Whitley. So I kept going to class and started getting totally into playing guitar and teaching myself these songs.

I remember when I was coming up, the music stores where you could get guitar strings was where I got my records from. Now the place where you get your records from is where you can get your DJ mats and your mixers.

With this CD technology, you can just remix a record right there on the spot.

Poetry, is music to the ears, as the first cry of a newborn baby to its mother ears."

Cherish your visions; cherish your ideals; cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts, for out of them will grow delightful conditions, all heavenly environment; of these if you but remain true to them, your world will at last be built.

Cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts, for out of them will grow all delightful conditions, all, heavenly environment; of these, if you but remain true to them, your world will at last be built.

Para começar, tocava saxofone soprano, um instrumento raro no jazz ainda hoje. (Por favor, se você lembrou do Kenny G, pare de ler imediatamente.)

Y ese ruido? ¡¿No habrás roto la cajita de música?! -¿Cuál? -La que te regaló la abuela, no la habrás roto, ¿no? -Total no era linda. -¡¿Como era?! ¿La rompiste? Te mato, Natacha, abrí la puerta.

One day when I was like 9, I heard the Beatles on the radio, and I asked my dad who they were. He told me they were the best band in the world, and I became obsessed. He started giving me their albums in sequential order, and I listened to them - and only them - until I was probably in high school.

Dragon-fruit Martini in hand, Simon makes his way towards one of the Star Bar's few unoccupied seats, which appears to be upholstered in zebra-skin. "Boss Ass Bitch" by Nicki Minaj is pumping from concealed speakers,

Next to theology I give to music the highest place and honor. And we see how David and all the saints have wrought their godly thoughts into verse, rhyme, and song.

I have as much input to the blues I just never got the chance, the opportunity or maybe the respect.

That night I couldn't sleep at all. Mozart had shown me immortal light, and I now felt as though I were under direct orders from Mozart. He expressed his sadness not only with the minor scale but with the major scale as well.

A música tinha um enredo e desfiava esse enredo como uma pessoa amiga que entrava para uma visita, uma pessoa muito amiga mas muito estranha, que ora chorava, ora ria, repetindo de vez em quando o começo da historinha: "Sabe, Virgínia, eu vou contar, era uma vez...

Só Jesus compreende e perdoa, só Ele que já curtiu como nós, Jesus, Jesus, como eu te amo! Vou pôr um disco em sua homenagem, espera, ofereço música assim como Abel oferecia ovelhas, é lógico que ovelha é muito mais importante mas Jesus sabe que tenho horror de sangue, minhas oferendas só podem ser musicais. Jimi Hendrix?

Whether we know it or not, we are all in a quest after the Great Companion. All study, all art, all music, all literature, all government, all industry are in essence a search after the Infinite.

Literature, music, art, and the stage were thought to be only for bohemians, who were regarded as the unpractical estrays of life who could do nothing better than act, paint, play, and write stories.

Which is worthier, the music or the libretto? It is hard to say. But this is certain, that perfect music often redeems a prosaic libretto.

The radio was on and that was the first time I heard that song, the one I hate. Whenever I hear it all I can think of is that very day riding in the front seat with Lucy leaning against me and the smell of Juicy Fruit making me want to throw up. How can a song do that? Be like a net that catches a whole entire day, even a day whose guts you hate? You hear it and all of a sudden everything comes hanging back in front of you, all tangled up in that music.

Her voice sounded like a symphony after years of being denied any music

She was sitting in a garden more beautiful than even her rampaging imagination could ever have conjured up, and she was being serenaded by trees.

After Jimena left, Serena sat in a chair and set her cello on the end pin between her knees. She loved the way she had to hug the cello when she played. She dreamed of meeting her idols some day in a master class or onstage, someone like Yo-Yo Ma or Han-Na Chang. She picked up her bow and began to play. The music flowed around her, sad and filled with longing.