“I have simply said that there's just a side of me that could not judge anybody singing. It's not who I am. I don't want to be that person.” WantPersonsSaidSidesJudgingSingingWho I AmSimply Said Author:Steve Perry
“I should've died a hundred thousand times,Teetering stoned off the side of a building.Nobody loved me and nobody even triedYou can't hang on to something that won't stop moving.Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs.” ShouldMovingSongSidesBuildingThousandSingingHundredDiedDancingNighttimeSinging And Dancing Author:Ryan Adams
“Nothing can be more sublime this side of heaven than the singing of this noble Psalm by a vast congregation. It is all ablaze with grateful adoration.” HeavenSidesSingingGratefulNobleSublimeAdorationCongregationPsalms Book:Treasury of David Source: Treasury of David
“When I first started making music, it was learning other peoples songs and putting them onto four-track. Like Beatles songs and stuff. When I started writing, I used the singing side of the production as a vehicle for melody and lyrical ideas.” WritingFirstsIdeasUsedSongStuffSidesFourSingingTrackProductionsMelodyVehicleLyrical Author:M. Ward
“Singing always came naturally but the writing side is something I have always had to work hard at to get from good songs to great songs.” WritingHardSongSidesHard WorkSinging Author:Andrew Ripp
“The first one I remember singing on stage was 'Somewhere Out There' from 'An American Tail.' I was around 7, and my choir teacher at school asked me if I would sing it. My parents told me that I needed to move around the stage, so for the entire time I just walked back and forth from side to side while I was singing - there's videotape of it.” IfsFirstsSchoolRememberMovingParentSidesTeacherStageNeededSingingTailsBack And ForthChoirSomewhere Out There Author:Carrie Underwood
“I think Frankie Valli did everything right. He kept singing. And you also have to remember, he was confined to a certain society, which was this sort of like - the wrong side of the law kind of society of Italian guys from the streets of Belleville, New Jersey. So he found his way.” ThinkingWayKindRememberLawGuyCertainFoundSidesStreetsSingingItalianJerseyConfinedNew Jersey Author:John Lloyd Young
“In many ways, I think I'm a good person for it. I mean, I'm not a musical theater dude. Or rather, I don't watch everything, and love everything, and have every album. The ones that I love - like I've seen The Wizard of Oz a hundred times. West Side Story I love. I love Singing in the Rain, I love White Christmas. I love the Dennis Potter ones like Singing Detective and Pennies from Heaven. I love Sondheim.” ThinkingWayMeanPersonsStoriesHeavenSidesWhiteWatchesSingingHundredRainAnd LoveTheaterWestMusicalAlbumsWizardsPottersGood PersonPenniesDetectivesMusical TheaterWest SideSondheimWest Side StoryWhite ChristmasSinging In The Rain Author:James Ponsoldt
“When I think about singing, and music, I think about how the people who live on the East Tennessee side have more of a curve or yodel to their voices, and then you think about the curve of mountains.” PeopleThinkingSidesVoiceMountainSingingEastCurvesTennesseeEast Tennessee Author:Valerie June
“When I started writing, I used the singing side of the production as a vehicle for melody and lyrical ideas. Eventually, that process of using my voice to bring ideas across became more complicated, and I felt I could use it more as an expressive tool.” WritingIdeasUseUsedFeltProcessSidesVoiceSingingToolsProductionsComplicatedMelodyVehicleLyricalExpressive Author:M. Ward
“We would also go to musicals. So Singing In the Rain, On the Town, and West Side Story. Especially West Side Story because played that a lot before VCRs, so that would be something that would be a big deal if it came on, you caught it. So that really started, my family was not in show business at all but really loved that kind of thing.” IfsKindStoriesShowsBigsWould BeSidesDealsSingingRainMy FamilyTownsWestCaughtShow BusinessBig DealWest SideVcrWest Side StorySinging In The Rain Author:Marisa Tomei
“I lived on the north side of Detroit. Right down the street from me there was a young man by the name of Smokey Robinson. I was very proud to live down the street from him because he was our only celebrity in town. He was singing with the Miracles.” MenYoungNamesSidesStreetsProudSingingMiracleTownsYoung ManDetroit Author:Diana Ross
“She bounded before me, and returned to my side, and was off again like a young greyhound; and, at first, I found plenty of entertaiment in listening to the larks singing far and near; and enjoying the sweet, warm sunshine; and watching her, my pet, and my delight, with her golden ringlets flying loose behind, and her bright cheek, as soft and pure in its bloom, as a wild rose, and her eyes radiant with cloudless pleasure. She was a happy creautre, and an angel in those those days. It is a pity she could not stay content.” FirstsEyeYoungFoundEnjoySidesPleasureBehindsSweetListeningPureSingingAngelRoseDelightWarmFlyingPityGoldenPlentyPetSunshineCheeksHer EyesRadiantLarksGreyhoundsWild Roses Author:Emily Bronte
“I pounded through the houses, staggering down the hallways, falling down the steps. It was a hot streaky dawn full of insecticides, exhaust, flowers that could make you sick or fall in love. My battered Impala was still parked there on the side of the road and I wanted to lie down on the shredded seats and sleep and sleep. But I thought of the bones; I could hear them singing. They needed me to write their song.” WritingStillsWantedLyingSongFallHouseSidesSleepStepsFlowerNeededSingingSickHotFalling In LoveBonesDawnSeatsFalling DownStaggeringHallwaysBatteredInsecticides Author:Francesca Lia Block
“I realised you owned me one night in this room. I was singing to you and you were sleeping. You made a little noise in your sleep like you were distressed and I panicked and ran to your side. You grabbed my arm in your sleep and pulled it up against your face and went back to sleep. I didn't want to ever move.” WantLittlesMadeFacesMovingNightSidesSleepRoomsLike YouArmsSingingNoiseRanYour FaceOne NightRealisedYour Side Author:Abbi Glines