I just got a world record. It has music from Europe, Asia, North America, all over the globe. Michael Phelps also has a world record, but you can’t dance to it like you can mine....

Music is crucial. Beyond no way can I overstress this fact. Let’s say you’re southbound on the interstate, cruising alone in the middle lane, listening to AM radio. Up alongside comes a tractor trailer of...

I enjoy writing to Mozart’s Requiem Mass; and the Kyrie with an energy and beauty that on occasion has moved me to tears. And upon it’s completion I lay upon the bed as if in...

Even after six years, he was still turned on by the bastard, still desperate to kiss his lips and see how it felt to kiss him into submission, until he saw him as more than...

I believe that music is connected by human passions and curiosities rather than by marketing strategies.

The sheer force of the music calls for a wild audience reaction.

Music is the moonlight in the gloomy night of life.

So you mean to tell me you won’t fuck anyone you don’t share some kind of deep emotional connection with? What a sad, depressing, truly horrible life you must lead…

I had a dream about you. You were learning to compose music like Mozart, and I was learning to listen like Beethoven. He was deaf, and you were blind to the fact that you had...

Am I the only guy that holds a flute of champagne like it’s a musical instrument?

Love is beautifully wicked and wickedly beautiful

We speak in (rich) monotones. Our poetry is haunted by the music it has left behind. Orpheus shrinks to a poet when he looks back, with the impatience of reason, on a music stronger than...

I will protect you,” she promised the Bosendorfer inside. “I won’t let you down.”Sophie gave her a quizzical look.”Bastards better not hurt my piano,” Miranda replied.”That’s what you’re worried about right now? What about your...

People usually complain that music is so ambiguous, and what they are supposed to think when they hear it is so unclear, while words are understood by everyone. But for me it is exactly the...

The living take a part of the dead with them, carrying them around in their minds, like a song that lingers after the music has been turned off.

So in this Hemisphere when the moon goes down, I sit in one of those all-night-into-mornings cafes, watching short short skies below the skyscrapers and low-rises and sense the big turntables turning and the roadies...

If I had some of Jesus’ tools, I’d build a big house that has no rules. And a bed that’s big enough for 13 babies, and me & Miss Olivia Brown.

The chanting went on, the musicians giving in to the rhythm of their own being, finding healing in touching that rhythm, and healing in chanting about death, the only real god they knew.

The dream world of sleep and the dream world of music are not far apart. I often catch glimpses of one as I pass through a door to the other, like encountering a neighbor in...

Here is how the harmful becomes profitable: That which yesterday was reviled today ends up in Urban Outfitters. The critic Rebecca Solnit has summarized it this way: ‘Eat your heart out on a plastic tray,’...

It’s just… You sound like lorde. But like, with maple syrup.

The unhappiest people I know, romantically speaking, are the ones who like pop music the most; and I don’t know whether pop music has caused this unhappiness, but I do know that they’ve been listening...

I am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar.

If you have to ask what jazz is, you’ll never know.

You make me sick. Because I adore you so…”~Space Dementia

If we communicated with something like music, we would never be misunderstood, because there is nothing in music to understand…… But until we find this new way of speaking, until we can find a nonapproximate...

She felt a little better about Leonard out here in the country. It was just being close to nature, she supposed. In the country you felt as you never could in town the return of...

transformed” her into a cheerleader by the end of the show. I was just wondering: what if she liked field hockey better?

On the boardwalk the arcade jukebox plays all night surrounded by teenagers–sometimes twenty bodies deep, bare-skinned and full of energy for the music, for one another, for life, for the little bit of freedom they...

Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened every day and arms that were never for anyone else. But...

The power of music, whether joyous or cathartic must steal on one unawares, come spontaneously as a blessing or a grace–

America, I think, is about poor people playing music and poor people sharing food and poor people dancing, even when everything else in their life is so desperate, and so dismal that it doesn’t seem...

That’s the thing about music. You get to make it mean whatever you need it to mean.

The Passenger”. Listening, I think, You will never know how much I understand you.

Well in case you failed to notice,In case you failed to see,This is my heart bleeding before you,This is me down on my kneesThese foolish games are tearing me apartYour thoughtless words are breaking my...

I Wanna Hold Your Hand.’ First single. Fucking brilliant. Perhaps the most fucking brilliant song ever written. Because they nailed it. That’s what everyone wants. Not 24-7 hot wet sex. Not a marriage that lasts...

We’re all weird.

I like music,” she said slowly, “because when I hear it, I . . . I lose myself within myself, if that makes any sense. I become empty and full all at once, and I...

The connection being that in my head all language began in song and that the best stories inevitably reutrn to song, to a state of rapture. For years, I had assumed that throwing beautiful words...

Orpheus never liked words. He had his music. He would get a funny look on his face and I would say what are you thinking about and he would always be thinking about music.

The danger of restorative nostalgia lies in its belief that the mutilated ‘wholeness’ of the body politic can be repaired. But the reflective nostalgic understands deep down that loss is irrecoverable: Time wounds all wholes....

Pearl JAM! Pearl JAM! Now this is rock and roll! Jeremy’s SPO-ken! But he’s still al-LIIIIIVE!

Usually, the murmur that rises up from Paris by day is the city talking; in the night it is the city breathing; but here it is the city singing. Listen, then, to this chorus of...

You take a deep breath and you walk through the doors. It’s the morning of your very first day. You say hi to your friends you ain’t seen in a while, try and stay out...

No second chances in the land of a thousand dances, the valley of ten million insanities.

Man, didn’t anybody ever tell you that art is propaganda? It doesn’t matter whether you think it should be or it shouldn’t be, it just is, and motherfucker, like or not, you’re sitting on a...

Montesquieu wrote: “I have never known any distress that an hour of reading did not relieve.” If one substituted the word music for reading, the exact same dictum applied to me.

The alarm in the morning? Well, I have an old tape of Carlo Maria Giulini conducting the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra in a perfectly transcendent version in Shubert’s seventh symphony. And I’ve rigged it up so...

Rap is supposed to motivate, humours, address societal issues & personal feelings, and also liberate me through art, not insult our women.

Life is one grand sweet song so start the music