Quotes About Music

In regard to music, I just think that it's always best to have an attitude of being a perpetual student and always look to learn something new about music, because there's always something new to learn.

In his suicide note, Kurt Cobain wrote, "It's better to burn out than to fade away." He was quoting a Neil Young song about Johnny Rotten of the Sex Pistols. When I was twenty-four, I interviewed John Lennon. I asked him about this sentiment, one that pervades rock and roll. He took strong, outraged exception to it. "It's better to fade away like an old soldier than to burn out, " he said. "I worship people who survive. I'll take the living and the healthy.

Here's a note to the parents of addicted children: Choose your music carefully...There are millions of treacherous moments.

Their deaths didn't seem to apply to us, maybe because their deaths, like their lives, were exercises in excess. In some ways they were simply living out the music. "I'm wasted," sang the Who. "I hope I die before I get old." And "Why don't you all just f-f-f-f-fade away.

You're a good lot, you Deadheads. I'm proud to be one of you.

He (Joe Strummer) was one of the great English rock stars, bold and influential beyond reckoning. We could do with another one like him, right now.

We sing the greatest songs of days forgotten, and days yet to come. The music of the spheres shall fill our souls, and thus we shall become divine. For Truth. For Beauty.

Though what I have in mind', he said, 'is something far different. I thought if we listened to the music you could write down whatever you felt.' He turned on the gramophone.

Albert Einstein was asked one day by a friend "Do you believe that absolutely everything can be expressed scientifically?" "Yes, it would be possible," he replied, "but it would make no sense. It would be description without meaning—as if you described a Beethoven symphony as a variation in wave pressure." RONALD W. CLARK, Einstein: The Life and Times

Two struggling musicians, always broke, forever hopeful.

Las canciones son cometas que alguien agarra al vuelo y las sostiene un rato o ya no las suelta más nunca.

Sorrow and desolation have their songs as well as joy and peace. Slaves sing more to make themselves happy than to express their happiness

ghost rules. "What about Wagner?

hank you, Miss Midget, I mean Midge, for that beautiful tuba playing," lied Mr Grave. It had been truly awful. Like a hippopotamus farting.

and - holy shit was this song bad. It was like the singer was stabbing my ear with a dagger made of dried turds.

Marconi said, "I see you have your instruments. Can any of you sing? The old spirituals work best." John said, "I can sing." I said, "No, you can't, John." "Well, I play the guitar." "So can I," said Big Jim. "We have two guitars." I said, "This could not be any stupider." John said, "Dave, you remember the words to 'Camel Holocaust'?" "Ah, once again, you prove me wrong, John.

Sound filled the room, a crystal melody that could lift any human heart and turn away any devil. It was "Here I Go Again" by Whitesnake.

He had braces, sported a black Limp Bizkit Tshirt. Limp Bizkit is a band that was popular at the time. If you're fortunate, you've never heard of them.

After a moment I realized it was simply Fred Durst and the group Limp Bizkit—Shitload's favorite band. They're the ones who invented the musical technique of feeding a list of generic rap phrases to a goat, then reading its turds into a microphone over heavy metal guitar.

His senior year, he started a garage band that was quickly banned from every club, bar, park, and concert hall in the region due to his insistence on playing a song called, "This Venue Is a Front for Human Trafficking, Someone Call the FBI, this Is Not Just a Joke Song Title.

I should let you know that I had no idea how to play the guitar or any other musical instrument, and that the sound of my singing voice could probably draw blood from a man's ears, and perhaps kill a dogs outright.

Jules Michaels won't be attending Julliard 'cause she died.

Emos don't dance much to our music. They actually hate snow patrol and Girls allowed. How could anyone hate them? I haven't got any punk or metal stuff they would like but actually, when they'd had some cider they were dancing along happily to 'Mamma Mia' with us, no probs. Even though they're Emos, they are still like human.

We can decide to go to our favorite spot in nature or listen to a piece of music that lifts us into a state of ecstasy. We can change the broadcast channel, turning off the news and tuning to the words and energy of an inspirational teacher instead. We can make a conscious decision to lift our attention from ordinary local reality to the sublime nonlocal signal of the universal mind.