“It's the same old story. Nothing in this world happens unless white folks says it happens. And therein lies the problem of being a professional black storyteller - writer, musician, filmmaker.” WorldStoriesProblemHappensLyingBlackWhiteThis WorldMusicianFolksFilmmakerStoryteller Author:James McBride
“I'd have to say that Kenny White has earned a place among my favorite singer/songwritersand particularly, lyricists. As we say in the trade “he goes deep.” A true wordsmith AND musician who reveals a fine sense of humor, as well. Put on your headphones and listen carefully.” WellsWhiteFineMusicianTradeMy FavoriteSingersSense Of HumorHeadphonesKennyLyricistsFavorite Singer Author:David Crosby
“Sometimes a musical phrase would perfectly sum up The mood of a moment. One of those lovelorn sonatas For wind instruments was riding past on a solemn white horse. Everybody wondered who the new arrival was.” SometimesMomentsPastWhiteMusicWindMusicianHorseInstrumentsMusicalMoodPhrasesRidingSolemnArrivalsWhite HorseSonatasNew ArrivalsWind Instruments Book:Selected poems Source: Selected poems
“I don't understand why we have to experiment with film. I think everything should be done on paper. A musician has to do it, a composer. He puts a lot of dots down and beautiful music comes out. And I think that students should be taught to visualize. That's the one thing missing in all this. The one thing that the student has got to do is to learn that there is a rectangle up there - a white rectangle in a theater - and it has to be filled.” ThinkingShouldDoneBeautifulFilmWhiteOne ThingMissingStudentsTaughtPaperMusicianTheaterDown AndFilledExperimentsComposerDotsBeautiful MusicRectangles Author:Alfred Hitchcock
“If it wasn't for the British musicians, a lot of us black musicians in America would still be catchin' the hell that we caught long before. So thanks to them, thanks to all you guys. You opened doors that I don't think would have been opened in my lifetime. When white America started paying attention to the blues - it started opening a lot of doors that had been closed to us.” IfsThinkingLongHas BeensStillsAmericaGuyBlackWhiteAttentionHellDoorsMusicianLifetimeCaughtBritishOpeningThanksPay AttentionOpened Doors Author:B. B. King
“I've been very fortunate, because I've cooked for a lot of actors and actresses and musicians. I've cooked for presidents and I've been to the White House.” ActorsHousePresidentWhiteMusicianActressesFortunateWhite HouseActors And Actresses Author:Emeril Lagasse
“I was able to go over [Saxophone Competition] and work a little more in Europe. I'm thankful that those of kinds of things. Simultaneously, some nice things did come in. I got a nice festival that came in, in Virginia through that. There was a club that opened in DC in the famous Willard Hotel near the White House. And the club was called The Nest. I played there a few nights. Some musicians in Philly and D.C. kind of brought me down and got me on a couple things. So things opened up a little bit.” KindLittlesAbleNightHouseBitsWhiteNiceCoupleLittle BitMusicianEuropeDown AndCompetitionClubsHotelWhite HouseFestivalsNestsVirginiaNice ThingsSaxophoneSome NiceCouple Things Author:Jon Gordon
“If I had lady-spider legs, I would weave a sky where the stars lined up. Matresses would be tied down tight to their trucks, bodies would never crash through windshields. The moon would rise above the wine-dark sea and give babies only to maidens and musicians who had prayed long and hard. Lost girls wouldn't need compasses or maps. They would find gingerbread paths to lead them out of the forest and home again. They would never sleep in silver boxes with white velvet sheets, not until they were wrinkled-paper grandmas and ready for the trip.” IfsNeedsGivingLongHardHomeBodyWould BeGirlLostStarsDarkSleepWhitePathSeaSkyReadyBabyMoonPaperMusicianWineBoxesLegsForestsSilverMapsTiedCrashSheetsSpidersCompassTruckRise AboveGrandmaVelvetMaidensNever SleepGingerbreadLost Girl Author:Laurie Halse Anderson
“For over a thousand years Roman conquerors returning from the wars enjoyed the honor of triumph, a tumultuous parade. In the procession came trumpeteers, musicians and strange animals from conquered territories, together with carts laden with treasure and captured armaments. The conquerors rode in a triumphal chariot, the dazed prisoners walking in chains before him. Sometimes his children robed in white stood with him in the chariot or rode the trace horses. A slave stood behind the conqueror holding a golden crown and whispering in his ear a warning: that all glory is fleeting.” YearsChildrenWarSometimesTogetherWhiteAnimalBehindsStrangeHonorWalkingThousandMusicianGloryEarsHorseSlaveTreasureGoldenChainsEnjoyedTriumphPrisonerTerritoryWarningCrownsThousand YearsFleetingCapturedWhisperingParadesConquerorCartsArmamentProcessionChariotsDazed Author:George S. Patton