Quotes About Chord

In January 2006, Phantom of The Opera broke the record for the longest-running show in Broadway history, overtaking Cats and reminding us what real entertainment is about: candles, dry ice, big hair, and the sort of synthesized chord progressions only achieved by a collapse at the keyboard.

Such were the professor's words - rather let me say such the words of the fate - enounced to destroy me. As he went on I felt as if my soul were grappling with a palpable enemy; one by one the various keys were touched which formed the mechanism of my being; chord after chord was sounded, and soon my mind was filled with one thought, one conception, one purpose.

It's the augmented fourth, or diminished fifth, depending on your outlook on life...

When I was with the Doobies, the style of music was that we all went over the falls with chord progressions, trying to make things as complex and interconnected as possible.

Exquisite loneliness Bound of mine own caprice I fly on the wings of an unknown chord That ye hear not, Can not discern My music is weird and untamed Barbarous, wild, extreme, I fly on the note that ye hear not On the chord that ye can not dream. — Ezra Pound, from "Anima Sola," Collected Early Poems (New Directions, 1976)

A scale is just the notes that are in a chord played one at a time instead of together. That's what has allowed me to go through the possible notes that work with a chord and make choices about which ones I like best. I go through by ear; you can do it by theory too, but the best way is to learn by ear.

I'm not sure it's affection for Australian or New Zealand films or not. I think it's just that there's something about 'Wilderpeople' that has really struck a chord.

Trust me, the only real way to understand 'Chic' is in highfalutin terms. Our chord progressions were based on European modal melodies. I made those early 'Chic' records to impress my jazz friends.

I like inventive melodies and chord changes, a little bit of creativity.

The most common power chord in metal is the root/fifth, but root/third diads are also worth checking out.

The day was dying, the night being born-but with great peace. Here were the imponderable processes and forces of the cosmos, harmonious and soundless. Harmony, that was it! That was what came out of the silence -- a gentle rhythm, the strain of a perfect chord, the music of the spheres, perhaps.

The best way ah knew tae strike a chord without compromising too much tae the sickening hypocrisy, perversely peddled as decency, which fills the room, is tae stick tae the clichés.

The way jazz works is that we take a theme, and then we write using the same structure, same chord changes, and then we can do different tunes.

Beyond that was all uncertainty, the way life almost always is. It would remain a story without end, like a suspended chord in the last measure of a song—that singular, dissonant, open sound that makes you ache to hear something more.

Is it A-flat or G-sharp?

It was no half-hearted spring, this: the whole island vibrated with it as though a great, ringing chord had been struck. Everyone and everything heard it and responded.

I was really gratified that, of all the episodes of 'Cooked,' the baking one really hit a chord. There were months where there were dozens of loaves posted from people on my Twitter feed every day... And it's a little bit of a guy thing. Most of those loaves put up on Twitter were put up there by guys.

It's funny how three or four notes of anger can be struck at once, creating the perfect chord of fury.

It's a law, a law of the universe. Like gravity or stupidity or how a minor chord always sounds sad.

There's not a string attuned to mirthBut has its chord in melancholy.

the flanger setting ... makes it sound as if the chord is being chewed over thoughtfully by a large genie accustomed to telling long, implausible stories

Crouched in the broken shadow with the sun at his back and holding the trap at eyelevel against the morning sky he looked to be truing some older, some subtler instrument. Astrolabe or sextant. Like a man bent at fixing himself someway in the world. Bent on trying by arc or chord the space between his being and the world that was. If there be such space. If it be knowable.

It was a feeling which he had seen before in his mother; but no chord within vibrated to it.

Ernest Goss fell backward into the piano again, fortissmo. He regained his balance with an E-flat chord and lunged at Teddy.