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God is its author, and not man; he laid
The key-note of all harmonies; he planned
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God is its author, and not man; he laid
The key-note of all harmonies; he planned
All perfect combinations, and he made
Us so that we could hear and understand.
Americans want grungy people, stabbing themselves in the head on stage. They get a bright bunch like us, with deodorant read more
Americans want grungy people, stabbing themselves in the head on stage. They get a bright bunch like us, with deodorant on, they don't get it.
There's music in the sighing of a reed;
There's music in the gushing of a rill;
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There's music in the sighing of a reed;
There's music in the gushing of a rill;
There's music in all things, if men had ears:
Their earth is but an echo of the spheres.
Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.
Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.
A painter paints pictures on canvas. But musicians paint their pictures on silence.
A painter paints pictures on canvas. But musicians paint their pictures on silence.
Music is the art of thinking with sounds.
Music is the art of thinking with sounds.
Music is the only language in which you cannot say a mean or sarcastic thing.
Music is the only language in which you cannot say a mean or sarcastic thing.
For discords make the sweetest airs.
For discords make the sweetest airs.
Composers shouldn't think too much -- it interferes with their plagiarism.
Composers shouldn't think too much -- it interferes with their plagiarism.