#rock

Since childhood she had walked the Devon rivers with her father looking for flowers and the nests of birds, passing some rocks and trees as old friends, seeing a Spirit everywhere, gentle in thought to all her eyes beheld. ↗

— Henry Williamson

#birds #childhood #devon #everywhere #eyes

First, I'd become an avid reader of blogs, especially music blogs, and they seemed to be where the critical-thinking action was at, to have the kind of energy that I associate with rock writing of the 1970s or Internet e-mail discussion lists a decade ago. ↗

— Carl Wilson

#ago #associate #avid #become #blogs

Possessed with a full confidence of the certain success which British valor must gain over such enemies, I have led you up these steep and dangerous rocks, only solicitous to show you the foe within your reach. ↗

— James Wolfe

#certain #confidence #dangerous #foe #full

I always want to rock. ↗

— Ron Wood

#i #i always #rock #want

Sometimes I worked with just a background of a rock or a tree or black velvet, and just had to imagine the whole thing. ↗

— Fay Wray

#black #had #i #imagine #just

Elvis was rock'n'roll. He came from the poverty and the pain. ↗

— Link Wray

#elvis #pain #poverty #rock #roll

We were sitting on the bus one day and there were 5 of us hanging out. There was only one beer left in the cooler and we actually all took a little cup and split it. It was a pathetic day in a rock and roll when five grown men have to be sitting there sharing a beer. ↗

— Zakk Wylde

#beer #bus #cooler #cup #day

I suppose I had my rock star fantasies while I was singing into my hairbrush in the bathroom mirror, but I never really consciously said, 'OK, this is what I'm going to do for a living and I'm going to be Weird Al.' ↗

— Al Yankovic

#bathroom #consciously #fantasies #going #had

For a change, lady luck seemed to be smiling on me. Then again, maybe the fickle wench was just lulling me into a false sense of security while she reached for a rock. ↗

— Timothy Zahn

#change #false #false sense #fickle #into

Shall I tell you what rock and roll is, Johnno, from someone who doesn't perform, but observes? It's restless and rude. It's defiant and daring. It's a fist shaken at age. It's a voice that often screams out questions because the answers are always changing. The very young play it because they're searching for some way to express their anger or joy, their confusion and their dreams. Once in a while, and only once in a while, someone comes along who truly understands, who has the gift to transfer all those needs and emotions into music. ↗

— Nora Roberts

#music #rock-and-roll #age