#music

I really like the old stuff that I cut my musical teeth on, and I loved it when the industry was just like that, without really a genre. Today, country radio's more aimed at a demographic than a genre. It just softens everything. ↗

— Gary Allan

#country #cut #demographic #everything #genre

If you date a musician, you're never, ever really gonna be first either. You're gonna be right behind the music and maybe right close. ↗

— Gary Allan

#close #date #either #ever #first

I'm playin' music for a certain type of person. Fortunately, there are more and more of us. At least there are more comin' to see me than there were 30 years ago or so. ↗

— Mose Allison

#certain #comin #fortunately #i #least

I left home the day after I graduated from high school because I knew we weren't going to make any dough to pay the rent in music. ↗

— Gregg Allman

#any #because #day #dough #going

I thinks it really interesting how they throw the world music samples in there. I often wonder what it would be like to do something like that, but use my lyrics and my kind of style. ↗

— Marc Almond

#i #interesting #kind #like #lyrics

His music was an outlet of that romantic energy and sensitivity. ↗

— Kailin Gow

#alpha-male #college #erotica #kailin-gow #music

It was understood that they shared the same thresholds--the same inexhaustible appetite for wasting time, for discussing lofty ideas, for dissecting trivial things, for driving to nowhere in particular, for listening to music, for talking about books, for obsessing over pop culture, but mostly for laughing, talking, and simply being together. There was nothing one could say that the other would find too cruel or too kind. And on those rare occasions when they did tire of each other, they needed only go a day without talking before they yearned to reconnect. ↗

— Galt Niederhoffer

#books #cruel #discussing #dissecting #driving

The capacity to blunder slightly is the real marvel of DNA. Without this special attribute, we would still be anaerobic bacteria and there would be no music. ↗

— Lewis Thomas

#music

There is a place where the sidewalk ends And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and white, And there the sun burns crimson bright, And there the moon-bird rests from his flight To cool in the peppermint wind. Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black And the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And watch where the chalk-white arrows go To the place where the sidewalk ends. Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go, For the children, they mark, and the children, they know The place where the sidewalk ends. ↗

— Shel Silverstein

#forever-and-a-day #lyrics #music-lyrics #silverstein #song

I was the dork in high school who sang musical numbers up and down the hallways. ↗

— Amy Adams

#down #high #high school #i #musical