I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long read more

I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.

When I speak of the gifted listener, I am thinking of the nonmusician primarily, of the listener who intends to read more

When I speak of the gifted listener, I am thinking of the nonmusician primarily, of the listener who intends to retain his amateur status. It is the thought of just such a listener that excites the composer in me.

the blackberry bees
reorchestrate their chant.

the blackberry bees
reorchestrate their chant.

For discords make the sweetest airs.

For discords make the sweetest airs.

Each song, you're telling a story and acting.

Each song, you're telling a story and acting.

You know I want to sing for people, I want to jazz people up I want to make new music read more

You know I want to sing for people, I want to jazz people up I want to make new music that they've never heard.

If music and sweet poetry agree.

If music and sweet poetry agree.

Yet half the beast is the great god Pan,
To laugh, as he sits by the river,
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Yet half the beast is the great god Pan,
To laugh, as he sits by the river,
Making a poet out of a man.
The true gods sigh for the cost and the pain--
For the reed that grows never more again
As a reed with the reeds of the river.

Giving jazz the Congressional seal of approval is a little like making Huck Finn an honorary Boy Scout.

Giving jazz the Congressional seal of approval is a little like making Huck Finn an honorary Boy Scout.