Quotes About Music

I'm a big fan of certain new acts. I love any genre of music, and I think it's really great to see that there are new artists coming through. It's kinda funny to think that I'm like the old man on campus now. But I'm really happy for groups like One Direction. I think they're really good guys.

It seemed like the only thing to do was to crank the volume of my tape of British music in protest. Even though I was the only one who could hear it, I felt like I was doing something important.

books, ingeniously coupled with music and alcohol, enabled the Irish to transcend reality.

That's how we all use music. We put in on when we need it, and it's extremely important in our lives. You put on a jacket when you're cold and you put on music when your soul is in need. And when millions of people chose your music, nothing gets more profound than that

I could already hear the music inside, the murmur of people, kids I'd gone to school with for the last twelve years, dressed up and pretending to be the adults we'd all eventually turn into, whether we wanted to or not.

At first I didn't think I'd even be able to play—I had way too much going on in my mind—but to my profound surprise, my fingers didn't seem to care. Apparently if you wanted to rock, it didn't matter if you had explosives in the basement, or a father with a chronic problem with keeping his dick in his pants, or a crazed ex-Blackwater employee with some religious conviction for ripping your head off. Hell, it might have helped.

Ludwig van Beethoven, as you may have heard, was deaf.

Political bias is less insidious in modern media than economic bias— in which news is just another kind of marketing, as packaged and focus-group tested as politics and music and dish soap.

I couldn't wait to plug them in and listen to Sepultura's Roots album on them, because they're the size of the Glastonbury PA. So I put in a CD of Roots and I turned it up to 10—and that fucking record blew those speakers right out. Fifty-thousand-dollar speakers, gone because of Roots …

When I first called Jerry Wexler, the man everybody most associates with Berns's career, and told him I planned to work on this book, Wexler's affable tone disappeared. "I'll tell you this," he said. "I don't know where he's buried, but if I did, I would piss on his grave.

The story of Bert Berns lies buried under layers of history. Much of his music has gone unheard since its original release.

Berns made fifty-one pop chart singles in seven years;

To these old hands, rock and roll sounded like musical illiteracy, the undignified, untutored keenings of woebegone Negroes, hicks, and juvenile delinquents.

It's fun to be a part of pop history. Anytime you can be referenced in that respect it can be cool.

It's every teenager's dream to be in a band, tour the world and be famous.

To me, John Lennon and Elvis Presley were punks, because they made music that evoked those emotions in people.

It's the best marriage of songs and production. But I have to say, I have an affinity for Bossanova.

His voice just became the music her soul yearned to embrace, to compose the right notes to make their songs come together again, as easily and beautifully as they had before.

Her plea was the music that the soul could hear at sunrise, if the mind was still enough to hear it.

The lively Shadow-World of Song.

I started to see depression and anxiety as like cover versions of the same song by different bands. Depression is a cover version by a downbeat emo band, and anxiety is a cover version by a screaming heavy metal group, but the underlying sheet music is the same. They're not identical, but they are twinned.

Depression is a cover version by a downbeat emo band, and anxiety is a cover version by a screaming heavy metal group, but the underlying sheet music is the same. They're not identical, but they are twinned.

Music is an agreeable harmony for the honor of God and the permissible delights of the soul.

I play the notes as they are written, but it is God who makes the music.