#music

I'm an artist. I'm an artist and I'm going to make art! Art arty art art. ↗

— Andy Beirsack

#music #art

For some reason, the sight of snow descending on fire always makes me think of the ancient world – legionaries in sheepskin warming themselves at a brazier: mountain altars where offerings glow between wintry pillars; centaurs with torches cantering beside a frozen sea – scattered, unco-ordinated shapes from a fabulous past, infinitely removed from life; and yet bringing with them memories of things real and imagined. These classical projections, and something in the physical attitudes of the men themselves as they turned from the fire, suddenly suggested Poussin’s scene in which the Seasons, hand in hand and facing outward, tread in rhythm to the notes of the lyre that the winged and naked greybeard plays. The image of Time brought thoughts of mortality: of human beings, facing outwards like the Seasons, moving hand in hand in intricate measure: stepping slowly, methodically, sometimes a trifle awkwardly, in evolutions that take recognisable shape: or breaking into seeminly meaningless gyrations, while partners disappear only to reappear again, once more giving pattern to the spectacle: unable to control the melody, unable, perhaps, to control the steps of the dance. ↗

— Anthony Powell

#dance #music #time #art

I'm in love with a girl who knows me better. Fell for the woman just when I met her. Took my sweet time when I was bitter. Someone understands, She knows how treat a fella right. Give me that feeling every night, She wants show love when I wanna fight, Now someone understand me. ↗

— Juxtaposition

#music #love

He would much rather hear a piano being demolished by illegal bulldozers than a Mozart concerto ↗

— Andy Stanton

#music

Develop an interest in life as you see it; the people, things, literature, music - the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. Forget yourself. ↗

— Henry Miller

#develop #forget #interest #interesting #interesting people

Information is not knowledge. Knowledge is not wisdom. Wisdom is not truth. Truth is not beauty. Beauty is not love. Love is not music. Music is THE BEST. ↗

— Frank Zappa

#beauty

I once had a dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events some of those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken. But I didn't really mind, because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted, and then losing it to know what true freedom is. ↗

— Lana Del Rey

#broken #dreams #elizabeth-woolridge-grant #freedom #life

So I forced myself to step out of my comfort zone and go out and connect with people. I realised that no one knew me here. I could become whoever I wanted to be for these people, and that became my courage. ↗

— Charlotte Eriksson

#courage #inspiration #motivation #music #self-growth

I was determined to carve out a music of my own. I didn't want to copy anybody. ↗

— Bill Monroe

#carve #copy #determined #i #music

But the boredom of Frau Spatz had by now reached that pitch where it distorts the countenance of man, makes the eyes protrude from the head, and lends the features a corpselike and terrifying aspect. More than that, this music acted on the nerves that controlled her digestion, producing in her dyspeptic organism such malaise that she was really afraid she would have an attack. ↗

— Thomas Mann

#corpselike #malaise #music