“I would love to do a musical. When I did Fame L.A. for a year - all the singing, dancing and acting - I was in heaven. I cried so much when they cancelled the show. I mean, I loved going to work and I couldn't wait to get on the set.” YearsMeanShowsHeavenWaitingActingFameSingingDancingMusicalCriedGoing To WorkSinging Dancing Author:Roselyn Sanchez
“If you are recording, you are recording. I don't believe there is such a thing as a demo or a temporary vocal. The drama around even sitting in the car and singing into a tape recorder that's as big as your hand - waiting until it's very quiet, doing your thing, and then playing it back and hoping you like it - is the same basic anatomy as when you're in the recording studio, really. Sometimes it's better that way because some of the pressure is off and you can pretend it's throwaway.” IfsWayBelieveSometimesHandsBigsWaitingCarDramaQuietSingingSittingPressureDon't BelieveStudiosTemporaryTapeVocalYou Like ItAnatomyRecordersDemosRecording Studio Author:Tom Waits
“I have always really liked Tom Jones and I can't wait to see him in action. One thing is for sure, I would rather be singing for a living than getting punched on the head.” I CanActionWaitingOne ThingSingingToms Author:Ricky Hatton
“Recreational talking is, along with private singing, one of our saddest recent losses. Like singing, talking has become a job for trained professionals, who are paid considerable sums of money to do it on television and radio while we sit silently listening or, if we're truly lonely and determined, call the station and sit holding the phone waiting for a chance to contribute our two cents' worth.” IfsTwoJobsWaitingChanceLossTalkingTelevisionListeningSingingLonelyPaidPhonesRadioDeterminedStationsCentsSaddestTwo CentsTelevision And Radio Author:Barbara Holland
“When I'm playing music I'm usually not thinking of surfing, just because I'm usually thinking about the chords and the lyrics, and sometimes that messes me up 'cause you'll start thinking, "Wait, how am I doing this?" But when I'm surfing, I'm usually thinking about music - whether it's an idea for a new song, or just singing a song in my head.” ThinkingIdeasSometimesSongCausesWaitingSingingMessSurfingChordsPlaying MusicNew Songs Author:Jack Johnson
“I sustained an injury by singing with the flu during the second performance of Andrea Chenier in Buenos Aires. I was very sick, with chills and sweats, but against my better judgement I let them talk me into singing. Of course I gave the performance everything I had and my voice was hurt. It was scary at first, but fortunately there was no permanent damage. I just had to be patient and wait for the voice to return. It took six weeks of physical recuperation and it took time to recover my confidence as well.” FirstsWellsCoursesWaitingVoiceHurtWeekReturnSixSingingPerformancesSickPatientScaryPermanentJudgementDamageInjurySweatChillBe PatientFluAndreaBuenos AiresRecuperation Author:Ben Heppner
“(Speaking of the Cistercian monks) A grim fraternity, passing grim lives in that sweet spot, that God had made so bright! Strange that Nature's voices all around them--the soft singing of the waters, the wisperings of the river grass, the music of the rushing wind--should not have taught them a truer meaning of life than this. They listened there, through the long days, in silence, waiting for a voice from heaven; and all day long and through the solemn night it spoke to them in myriad tones, and they heard it not.” ShouldLongMadeNightHeavenWaitingVoiceWaterSilenceHeardTaughtStrangeSweetWindSingingRiversPassingPassingsSpotsGrassToneMeaning Of LifeSpokesMonkSolemnGrimRushingFraternityLong Day Author:Jerome K. Jerome
“It's a coffee cup." She could hear the irritation in her own voice. "I know it's a coffee cup." "I can't wait till you draw something really complicated, like the Brooklyn Bridge or a lobster. You'll probably send me a singing telegram.” KnowsI CanWaitingVoiceSingingDrawsComplicatedCoffeeCupsBridgesBrooklynCoffee CupIrritationLobsterTelegramsBrooklyn Bridge Book:City of Bones Source: City of Bones
“Every night in my dreams, a man appeared from the darkest recesses of my mind, as if he'd been waiting for me to fall asleep. His mouth, full, masculine, would sear my flesh. His tongue, like flames across my skin, would send tiny sparks quaking through my body. Then he would dip south, and the heavens would open and a chorus singing hallelujah would ring out in perfect harmony.” IfsMenMindDreamBodyNightFallHeavenWaitingPerfectSingingMouthsSkinsHarmonySouthTongueFleshTinyRingsFlamesSparksEvery NightMasculineOf My MindChorusDipRecessHallelujahSearsPerfect Harmony Book:First Grave on the Right Source: First Grave on the Right
“The country ever has a lagging Spring, Waiting for May to call its violets forth, And June its roses-showers and sunshine bring, Slowly, the deepening verdure o'er the earth; To put their foliage out, the woods are slack, And one by one the singing-birds come back. Within the city's bounds the time of flowers Comes earlier. Let a mild and sunny day, Such as full often, for a few bright hours, Breathes through the sky of March the airs of May, Shine on our roofs and chase the wintry gloom- And lo! our borders glow with sudden bloom.” MayCountryEarthWaitingHoursCitiesAirSkyFlowerSpringSingingBirdShiningRoseBoundsWoodsBreatheBordersSunshineMarchRoofShowersVioletJuneSunnyGloomShine OnSunny DayFoliageSinging Birds Author:William C. Bryant
“I remember when I thought of singing as the bit that went between the guitar playing - something I couldn't wait to get out of the way. Singing was originally like a chore that I didn't really enjoy.” WayRememberBitsWaitingEnjoySingingGuitarRemember WhenChoresGuitar Playing Author:Eric Clapton
“You know the one with the big ears? Wait a minute, he ain't my president, he might be yours, he ain't my president. You know that woman he had singing for him, singing my song - she's gonna get her a- whipped. The great Beyoncé But I can't stand Beyoncé. She has no business up there, singing up there on a big ol' president day singing my song that I've been singing forever.” KnowsI CanBigsMightSongWaitingPresidentForeverMinutesSingingEarsPresidents Day Author:Etta James