Shhh, it’s okay Cait, Daddy will be back. I am going to take care of you, just like Uncle Drake takes care of Mommy. Shhh honey, you don’t need to cry,”Jaks whispered.

Music resembles poetry, in eachAre nameless graces which no methods teach,And which a master hand alone can reach.

Ruby said there were many songs that you could not say anybody in particular had made by himself. A song went around from fiddler to fiddler and each one added something and took something away...

You can run from the truth. You can run and hide from the truth.You can deny and avoid the truth. But you cannot destroy the truth. Nor can you make the lie true. You must...

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The music lets me see the story but the story doesn’t let me write the words.

It don’t matter about all that anyway,” Armstrong added. “You think it do, but it don’t. A man ain’t just his one talent. Lil Louis needs you. And Jones look to you like you his...

She sang, as requested. There was much about love in the ballad: faithful love that refused to abandon its object; love that disaster could not shake; love that, in calamity, waxed fonder, in poverty clung...

… because one day, maybe one day, if I learned how to write clear enough, sing loud enough, be strong enough, I could explain myself in a way that made sense and then maybe one...

I am in the world only for the purpose of composing.Franz Schubert

At first the music almost repelled me, it was so intense, and this man made no attempt to sugarcoat what he was trying to say, or play. It was hard-core, more than anything I had...

Mein gutes altes kroatisches Herz beschleunigte von Walzer zu Death Metal.

You’re maybe eighteen. Your mother didn’t love you enough so you decided to pierce your lip and brand your body to piss her off. You hang around this band because they make you feel like...

Surviving a stupor of madness,drunk silence ‘have we not fingered the foulest wounds and left them unhealed ?

To forget oneself-to lose oneself in the music, in the moment- that kind of absorption seems to be at the heart of every creative endeavor.

As in all sweetest music, a tinge of sadness was in every note. Nor do we know how much of the pleasures even of life we owe to the intermingled sorrows. Joy cannot unfold the...

It [Bach’s cello suites] is like a great diamond,” said [Mischa] Maisky in a thick Russian accent, “with so many different cuts that reflect light in so many different ways.

Confidence don’t mean jack shit in the real world, sis,” she once said. I feel myself finding the courage to trust those words more and more with every twist of the knife. Coincidentally, last Tuesday...

They call it music, but it’s just this side of magic.

People should be heard, and music should be listened to.

The depth of true love is endless

Life is not breaths you take, but the moments that take your breath away.

post-that.”

Music brings a warm glow to my vision, thawing mind and muscle from their endless wintering.

What a thing it is to have music that plays your terrible thoughts. I imagined that one piece could drive more delicate women than myself to insanity.

Waiting to be discovered, hoping to be seen, wishing someone else would do the work, wanting to make it big while dreaming of being rich and famous just like your heroes is submissive, passive, foolish,...

A person who…does not regard music as a marvelous creation of God, must be a clodhopper indeed and does not deserve to be called a human being; he should be permitted to hear nothing but...

I tried to look at writing a song almost like solving a mystery. The song was there, buried somewhere in my brain. All I had to do was follow the clues until I figured it...

Musicians are artists, as silence is their canvas.

There is music you never hear unless you play it yourself.

Somebody just gave me a shower radio. Thanks a lot. Do you really want music in the shower? I guess there’s no better place to dance than a slick surface next to a glass door.

It begins in the heart…and it hurts when it’s true.It only hurts because it’s true.

With no reason to hide these words I feel, and no reason to talk about the books I read, but still, I do.

Man, if you have to ask what it [jazz] is, you’ll never know.

Insieme Siamo Invincibili

You can go a hundred miles a second Don’t have to drive no lousy cab Got everything you want and more man And the King picks up the tab You walk around on streets of...

Dying is the fastest route to fame for an aspiring rock star. The dead man’s melodies become profound, acquiring deep mystery and rising into a realm beyond the reach of human criticism. In the stopping...

And this is the only immortality you and I may share, my Lolita . . .” What other immortality will anyone share?

Would I ever find the perfect note to fill the music sheet that I had?

We needed germans in Paris to hear Wagner.

There are, of course, inherent tendencies to repetition in music itself. Our poetry, our ballads, our songs are full of repetition; nursery rhymes and the little chants and songs we use to teach young children...

..my music isn’t just music- its medicine.

If you wish to make good art, then you must believe you already do. Otherwise, you will never be good enough.

Don’t worry about the future, sooner or later it’s the past. If they say the feeling’s gone then it’s time to take it back.

There are many ties that bind, and as many walls that divide. Music and madness. Love and unending time. Race and war. Strum weaves together each element into a larger human tapestry of light and...

The mosh pit will reveal all the answers. The mosh pit never lies.-Norah, Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist

Starting right now, attempt to live as if you have no regrets.

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.

Misery loves another idiot with a jukebox where his soul should be.

Then I played the song that hides in the center of me. That wordless music that moves through the secret places in my heart. I played it carefully, strumming it slow and low into the...