“I built a reputation as a songwriter in the industry before my own hits. People were used to coming to me for songs. There were songs like 'Clown' and 'Mountains' that were my songs that I wanted to keep. But the record labels saw me as a songwriter. It was hard to get people to believe in me as an artist.” PeopleBelieveHardWantedUsedArtistSongMy OwnRecordsSawsIndustryMountainBuiltReputationLabelsBelieve In MeSongwritersClownRecord Labels Author:Emeli Sande
“You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands. Instead of the thornbush will grow the pine tree, and instead of briers the myrtle will grow. This will be for the LORD's renown, for an everlasting sign, which will not be destroyed.” HandsJoySongGrowsLordTreeFieldsMountainForestsDestroyedHillsEverlastingRenownPine TreesMyrtle Author:Isaiah
“I must return to the mountains-to Yosemite. I am told that the winter storms there will not be easily borne, but I am bewitched, enchanted, and tomorrow I must start for the great temple to listen to the winter songs and sermons preached and sung only there.” SongReturnTomorrowMountainWinterStormTemplesSermonsEnchantedYosemiteBewitched Book:John Muir: His Life and Letters and Other Writings Source: John Muir: His Life and Letters and Other Writings
“All which isn't singing is mere talking... and all talking's to oneself alone but the very song of (as mountains feel and lovers) singing is silence.” FeelsSongSilenceTalkingLoversMountainSingingMereOneself Author:e. e. cummings
“Rush like a river from the highest mountain, drink from the fountain and stop your counting. What kind of wine does he have in his tavern, oh so enchanted and sing like a mad man. Mad with the love of a wife for her husband, child or mother, sister or brother... sing for the Most High, sing for no other. We are all notes in this eternal song, God plays his flute and we all dance along.” MenKindChildrenDoePlayMotherSongWifeBrotherDrinkHusbandMountainEternalHighestRiversMadWineNotesFountainCountingEnchantedFlutesMad MenTaverns Author:Trevor Hall
“Fools, art is a heavy task, more heavy than gold crowns; it's far more difficult to match firm words than armies, they're disciplined troops, unconquered, to be placed in rhythm, the mind's most mighty foe, and not disperse in air. I'd give, believe me, a whole land for one good song, for I know well that only words, that words alone, like the high mountains, have no fear of age or death.” KnowsGivingMindBelieveWellsArtWholeAgeSongDifficultAirLandFoolMountainArt IsTasksGoldArmyHeavyRhythmFirmTroopsBelieve In MeCrownsNo FearFoeHave No Fear Book:the Odyssey a Modern Sequel Source: the Odyssey a Modern Sequel
“When you first sit down to write the first song, until you've maybe got three or four under your belt, it's always, to me, like a mountain to climb. You look at that one blank piece of paper and you think, `God, how many songs do I have to write here?' It always feels like pressure.” ThinkingFeelsWritingFirstsLooksSongThreePiecesFourMountainPaperPressureClimbsBlankBelts Author:Martin Gore
“Legends of the Silver Stallion had been told for years now, whenever mountain stockmen met round the campfires or on the winding hill tracks. Songs were sung about him to the cattle and both songs and tales had become even stranger since his supposed death when he vanished through the wind and the night over a great cliff. Tales kept cropping up of a ghost horse seen, or imagined, roaming over the mountains at night, of stockmen waking in a hut at midnight, hearing the tremendous stallion’s cry which could only be Thowra’s” YearsNightSongCryWindMetsMountainHorseRoundsTrackStrangerHearingGhostTalesHillsSilverLegendsWakingMidnightCliffsCattleHutsRoamingCampfireStallions Author:Elyne Mitchell
“Coming, as I do, from mountain folk on one side and sea followers on the other, there are few old songs of the hills or the sea with which I am not familiar.” SongSidesSeaMountainFolksFamiliarHillsFollowersOld Song Author:Robert E. Howard
“How is faith to endure, O God, when you allow all this scraping and tearing on us? You have allowed rivers of blood to flow, mountains of suffering to pile up, sobs to become humanity's song--all without lifting a finger that we could see. You have allowed bonds of love beyond number to be painfully snapped. If you have not abandoned us, explain yourself.We strain to hear. But instead of hearing an answer we catch sight of God himself scraped and torn. Through our tears we see the tears of God.” IfsSufferingSongHumanityAnswersLove IsNumbersBloodTearsMountainFlowRiversSightFingersEndureHearingAbandonedTornStrainLiftingScrapingBonds Of LoveExplain Yourself Author:Nicholas Wolterstorff
“Being in L.A. has definitely given me the opportunity to experience how my music sounds in real life because I can drive around and listen to the mixes, which I couldnt do in New York. I get to feel how a song works in combination with a sunset and a drive through the mountains.” FeelsI CanRealSongOpportunityGivenSoundNew YorkMountainReal LifeCombinationSunsetBecause I Can Author:Dave Sitek
“When I play with the full band, you get to be larger than life, you feel larger than life, and that particular moment in the song where there's passion, you've got nine guys behind you, all driving that sound and that feeling with you. That's like surfing a huge wave, because once you start you really can't stop it, you got it going down a huge mountain.” FeelsPlayMomentsFeelingsGuySongPassionSoundBehindsParticularHugeBandMountainWaveDrivingNineSurfingBehind YouLarger Than Life Author:Jason Mraz