“The guitar screamed like an angel who had just discovered why it was on the wrong side. Sparks glittered on the strings (...) And still the music flooded out. It made you want to kick down walls and ascend the sky on steps of fire. It made you want to pull all the switches and throw all the levers and stick your fingers in the electric socket of the Universe to see what happened ext. It made you want to paint your bedroom wall black and cover it with posters (...) Live music...music with rocks in it, running wild”
Source: Soul Music
“I remember when we went into Kezar Stadium on the march (April 15, 1967, San Francisco) playing that song—I felt like I was part of some surrealistic dream. We were riding along in this truck. The band was playing. It was like a misty kind of rain. It was early in the morning. The streets were lined with people hanging out of windows and everything. And we were going up the street. I was just stoned out of my head on LSD, everything kind of like vibrating and I was looking around and you could see soldiers and people sneering and you see pictures of napalmed children and signs saying “End the War” and we were playing this joyous incredible music and people were dancing all around the truck just dancing and throwing flowers up in the air and everything and we were singing, “Whoopee, we’re all gonna die!” And it was like we were sort of heading off to these beautiful pastoral gas chambers, we were all going to parade ourselves into these gas chambers and then they were going to wipe us out…
I mean, if you gotta go, you might as well go out dancing and singing.”
“I will move on someday, but I will never forget how much you made me cry, not because I am still stuck on you, but because those tears taught me who you truly were. You showed me how love can feel worse than hatred, how silence can hurt more than words, and how care can turn into control. One day, my heart will stop aching, but the memory of how you treated me will always stay. And that’s not bitterness, that’s awareness because you were a lesson, not a loss.”
Source: Life Simplified: Quote - Unquote
“He would tell you that music is truly a universal language, and that we the listeners will always impose our own fears and biases, our own hopes and hungers on whatever we hear. He would tell you that the rhythm that spurred on Tchaikovsky is the same rhythm that a kid in a redneck North Carolina town would beat with a stick against a fallen tree. It is a rhythm in all of us. Music is about communication, a way of touching your fellow man, beyond and above and below language. It is a language all its own.”
Source: The Violin Conspiracy
“There are many forms of music, and only the most common kind enters through your ears. In the right light, some music gets absorbed by your eyes, like when you watch a duck splash in water without having to worry if it’s got to VOTE to keep enjoying its FREEDOM.”
Source: One Out of Ten Dentists Agree: This Book Helps Fight Gingivitis. Maybe Tomorrow I’ll Ask Nine More Dentists.: A BearPaw Duck And Meme Farm Production
“My saxophone pulses out potato-sized notes, and when I play it my ducks dance like French fries in a Quebec winter. I make music for romantics and for elevators.”
Source: BearPaw Duck And Meme Farm presents: Two Ducks Brawling Is A Pre-Pillow Fight
“Music was no longer my friend but I left my headphones on round the clock just to keep the outside noise out of my head.”
Source: Devil in a Coma
“Music is invisible, just like paintings are inaudible. Between the invisible and the inaudible you'll find the art known as BearPaw Duck And Meme Farm.”
Source: One Out of Ten Dentists Agree: This Book Helps Fight Gingivitis. Maybe Tomorrow I’ll Ask Nine More Dentists.: A BearPaw Duck And Meme Farm Production
“There is no love like a Mother's love. It is life's greatest song. We are all indebted to the women who have given us life. For without them, there would be no music.”
Source: The Storyteller: Tales of Life and Music
“Yes. Neil Diamond had literally given her the shirt off his back. Why do these people mean so much to me? Because people inspire people. And over the years, they've all become a part of my DNA. In some way I've been shaped by each and every note I've heard them play. Memories have been painted in my mind with their voices as the frame.”
Source: The Storyteller: Tales of Life and Music