“When I was on the air a lot my throat and vocal chords got tired. If you don't vary your tones you can't get pretty tired of your own voice.” IfsVoiceAirTiredToneThroatChordsVocalVary Author:Alan Ladd
“I dreamed you a field of running horses, Selah. For you, Bianca, a balloon the size of the sky, my body a kite you can throw into the air.Pull me by string and horse.Tell me everything won't end in death. That everything doesn't end with February. Dead wildflowers wrapped around a crying baby's throat.I've slowed my heartbeat to three beats a minute. I've redrawn the clouds into birds, a fox chasing them into the mountains.I'm going to move my hand today.I vomit ice cubes.There's a ghost next to me.Get up, Dad.(Light Boxes)” EndsBodyHandsLightRunningTodayMovingThreeNextAirSkyMinutesCryFieldsBabyDadMountainBeatsBirdHorseCloudsSizeBoxesGhostGet UpIceStringsThroatFoxesChasingHeartbeatBalloonsFebruaryKitesCubesWildflowers Author:Shane Jones
“We do not war with races primarily as such. Tyranny is our foe. Whatever trapping or disguise it wears, whatever language it speaks, be it external or internal, we must for ever be on our guard, ever mobilized, ever vigilant, always ready to spring at its throat. In all this we march together. Not only do we march and strive shoulder to shoulder at this moment, under the fire of the enemy on the fields of war or in the air, but also in those realms of thought which are consecrated to the rights and the dignity of man.” MenWarMomentsTogetherSpeakLanguageRaceEnemyFireRightsAirFieldsReadySpringDignityStriveShouldersTyrannyRealmsInternalsMarchThroatDisguiseFoeVigilant Book:Churchill speaks: Winston S. Churchill in peace and war : collected speeches, 1897-1963 Source: Churchill speaks: Winston S. Churchill in peace and war : collected speeches, 1897-1963
“I reeled my head back, and with violent, uncontrollable contortions, I launched a spray of yellow, soupy duckfoot vomit into the air ... I (didn't see) where my regurgitated lunch had ended up after it'd been blasted from my throat. I booked it out of the now-befouled Chang'an Theater as fast as possible. (My guide) found me fifteen minutes later trying to look as casual as it is possible for a six-foot-two curly-haired white guy to look in a Beijing theater.” TryingLooksTwoGuyFoundWhiteAirFeetMinutesSixTheaterGuidesViolentThroatLunchYellowFifteenCasualSprayUncontrollableBeijingWhite Guys Author:Steve Hely
“There are mics inside the instrument, a contact mic on my throat, and countless mics clustered around the air of the horn and throughout the room. I wanted to make something that was specific to the medium of recording.” WantedRoomsAirInstrumentsContactMediumsThroatHornsMics Author:Colin Stetson