#lyrics

I liked old time music but what i meant by that was the period from the 1930s through the 60s, nothing before and little after.  Performers like fats waller, Sinatra, billie holiday, louis armstrong, rosemary clooney, ella, sammy Davis Jr, dean martin... If the lyrics weren't stupid. Words were important. ↗

— Jeffery Deaver

#music #words #music

And people are just people, They shouldn't make you nervous. The world is everlasting, It's coming and it's going. ↗

— Regina Spektor

#music

NAD MALOMĚSTSKOU KAŠNOU Vodo, vodo, vodičko, Ty nejsi ty, ty nejsi ty, Nepostojíš maličko – Tyrlityty – tyrlityty – Nemáš stání mi naslouchat, Tečeš, tečeš neustále, Dál a dále, co nejdále, Kovové tě roury ženou, Studna jen tě vyšplouchat Na vyhřátý starý rynk Hlinozvonnou, vychlazenou – Oblou, starý, nový čas Oblékáš obraz přes obraz, Prahnoucí mé žízně čumus, hladinou svou barvoměnnou (hladinou svou tvaroměnnou) měniíš každou vteřinou, přes okraj se kapky přeřinou – konkylandr – konkylandr – hlasu plna’s, plan šumu’s: „Jdi na vandr! Jdi na vandr!“ Z tebe bych pil tak rád! Kdybys přestala protékat, Ztepláš a skalíš se nastokrát, Samá lenost budeš, smrad, Co ti po tom, že mám tě rád – Cákycák – cákycát – Trvale chceš se rozlévat, Sebechvat jsi, sebechvat, Jsi poháněna i to, co pohání, A celek – toť čisté trvání. ↗

— Joachim Ringenatz zněmčiny přebásnil J. Máša

#nature

I get even more nervous singing when everyone's fallen silent, but I really try to communicate the meaning of the lyrics, and there's people there listening to that, and if they're moved by it, then I'm moved as well. ↗

— Namie Amuro

#even #everyone #fallen #get #i

There will always be some kid who's the new Kurt Cobain writing great lyrics and singing from his soul. The problem is they're not marketing that anymore or putting it out there. ↗

— Rosanna Arquette

#anymore #cobain #great #his #kid

All I can do is read a book to stay awake, and it rips my life away, but it's a great escape. ↗

— Blind Melon

#music-lyrics #life

Doubt thou the stars are fire Doubt thou the sun doth move Doubt truth to be a liar But never doubt I love (Quoting Shakespeare) ↗

— Emilie Autumn

#song-lyrics #love

The first thing that inspires any song is a chord progression. When I have one I really like, I get into the lyrics even more. ↗

— Frank Black

#chord #even #first #first thing #get

Her close friends have gathered. Lord, ain't it a shame Grieving together Sharing the blame. But when she was dying Lord, we let her down. There's no use cryin' It can't help her now. The party's all over Drink up and go home. It's too late to love her And leave her alone. Just say she was someone Lord, so far from home Whose life was so lonesome She died all alone Who dreamed pretty dreams That never came true Lord, why was she born So black and blue? Oh, why was she born So black and blue? Epitaph (Black And Blue) Written by: Kris Kristofferson Note: "Epitaph" is about Janis Joplin. ↗

— Kris Kristofferson

#poetry #song-lyrics #dreams

Lyrics are the only thing to do with music that haven't been made easier technically. ↗

— Brian Eno

#easier #haven #lyrics #made #music