Propel, propel, propel your craft softly down liquid solution. Ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, Existence is simply illusion.

Propel, propel, propel your craft softly down liquid solution. Ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, Existence is simply illusion.

The choirs left the main tune and soared two octaves past heaven in a descant to rattle the bones and read more

The choirs left the main tune and soared two octaves past heaven in a descant to rattle the bones and surge the heart.

There's nothing remarkable about it. All one has to do is hit the right keys at the right time and read more

There's nothing remarkable about it. All one has to do is hit the right keys at the right time and the instrument plays itself.

The whole problem can be stated quite simply by asking, 'Is there a meaning to music?' My answer would be, read more

The whole problem can be stated quite simply by asking, 'Is there a meaning to music?' My answer would be, 'Yes.' And 'Can you state in so many words what the meaning is?" My answer to that would be, 'No.'

Composers should write tunes that chauffeurs and errand boys can whistle.

Composers should write tunes that chauffeurs and errand boys can whistle.

Life is like music; it must be composed by ear, feeling, and instinct, not by rule.

Life is like music; it must be composed by ear, feeling, and instinct, not by rule.

the blackberry bees
reorchestrate their chant.

the blackberry bees
reorchestrate their chant.

Composers shouldn't think too much - it interferes with their plagiarism.

Composers shouldn't think too much - it interferes with their plagiarism.

Everything will past, and the world will perish but the Ninth
Symphony will remain.

Everything will past, and the world will perish but the Ninth
Symphony will remain.