Quotes About Rhythm

In a lot of ways, Metallica is like a fusion band. It's not necessarily jazz or any of that, but the music is grooving.

What I like about Sapphics is the music of a non-iambic metric in English.

I had a band when I was in middle school, but I was the drummer. I kind of thought if I was going to be in a band, I'd be the drummer. I'm innately drawn to rhythm. But we didn't have any shows. We just jammed in our parents' basement.

To me, the most fun games are where we get in the no-huddle, we get in kind of a groove and the defense has a Mike linebacker who can go no-huddle with you.

There's no better way of getting yourself back into a rhythm and back into game shape than playing a game. You can't really mimic that in practice.

Ah, reader! I would the gods had made thee rhythmical, that thou mightest comprehend the thousandth part of my labours in the evasion of cacophony.

So do flux and reflux--the rhythm of change--alternate and persist in everything under the sky.

the washing machine's rhythm was like a giant heartbeat, and the rush of its waters was what the unborn hear- our last memory of peace.

She found Starling in the warm laundry room, dozing against the slow rump-rump of a washing machine in the smell of bleach and soap and fabric softener. Starling had the psychology background--Mapp's was law--yet it was Mapp who knew that the washing machine's rhythm was like a great heartbeat and the rush of its waters was what the unborn hear--our last memory of peace.

Jack Crawford heard the rhythm and syntax of his own speech in Graham's voice. He had heard Graham do that before, with other people. Often in intense conversation Graham took on the other person's speech patterns. At first, Crawford had thought he was doing it deliberately, that it was a gimmick to get the back-and-forth rhythm going. Later Crawford realized that Graham did it involuntarily, that sometimes he tried to stop and couldn't.

it was Mapp who knew that the washing machine's rhythm was like a great heartbeat and the rush of its waters was what the unborn hear—our last memory of peace.

Music awakens time, awakens us to our finest enjoyment of time.

They walked, and the long waves rolled and murmured rhythmically beside them; the fresh salty wind blew free and unobstructed in their faces, wrapped itself around their ears, and made them feel slightly numb and deliciously dizzy. They walked along in that wide, peaceful, whispering hush of the sea that gives every sound, near or far, some mysterious importance.

Music is pleasing not only because of the sound but because of the silence that is in it: without the alternation of sound and silence there would be no rhythm.

As regards your chestnuts: you are going to have three measures in the morning and four in the afternoon.

Above all, enter into the Church's liturgy and make the liturgical cycle part of your life—let its rhythm work its way into your body and soul.

Keep it bouncing, he'd told her once, that's all the secret, keep it bouncing.

I haven't sold my soul yet – well, maybe a couple bars of rhythm and blues here and there.

Soon the mercilessly even drumbeat fill'd the Day, replacing the accustom'd rhythms of country People with the controlling Pulse of military Clock-Time, announcing that all events would now occur at the army's Pleasure, upon the army's schedule.

a bass drum thumped like the pulse of some living collective creature down there.

Blues is a matter of lower sidebands—you suck a clear note, on pitch, and then bend it lower with the muscles of your face.

Monastic people have long known--and I've experienced it in a small way myself--that the communal reciting, chanting, and singing of the psalms brings a unique sense of wholeness and order to their day, and even establishes the rhythm of their lives.

Somehow the sight of water has always rejuvenated me, especially when it flows rhythmically.

Levitation is probably the closest analogy to what I feel—whether it's "Jumpin' Jack" or "Satisfaction" or "All Down the Line"—when I realize I've hit the right tempo and the band's behind me. It's