I was kind of known as a ballad singer. People would send ballads. Some of them would go over my shoulder and float off the top of my head, and I just didn't feel anything. Then I would hear a song that would absolutely shake me.
Quand j'étais petit, je me suis aperçu que je n'avais pas de ligne de chance, alors avec le rasoir de mon pére... zac, je m'en suis fait une comme je voulais.
O stand, stand at the window As the tears scald and start; You shall love your crooked neighbour With your crooked heart.
Now ballads, I can mess around and get up on somebody on a ballad. People ain't seen it yet, but I can mess around and get up in there. I've had Ruben Studdard up in my house, Brian McKnight, Tank. Every once in a while I throw down with them.
I'm not helping any of you freaks!" she shouts. "I'm not the Witch of Wayland, you hear me? I'm sick of all you mutants pounding on my door for love spells and all the like! I told you, I don't do that backwoods modern-day, wannabe Wiccafuck stuff! Y...
But the hearts of small children are delicate organs. A cruel beginning in this world can twist them into curious shapes. The heart of a hurt child can shrink so that forever afterward it is hard and pitted as the seed of a peach. Or again, the heart...
Before the beginning of years There came to the making of man Time, with a gift of tears; Grief, with a glass that ran; Pleasure, with pain for leaven; Summer, with flowers that fell; Remembrance, fallen from heaven, And madness risen from hell; Stre...
I have not led an ordinary life, nor a life that would suit everyone. I took great risks, but because I did, I also earned great reward. I found the way to show my true face freely, without fear. Because of this, I found true love.
A ballad once in a while doesn't go amiss.
I tend to gravitate toward ballads and mid-tempo songs.
When we do R&B midtempos or ballads, there's an Underdogs sound.
I also plan to release a ballads collection.
On 'Idol,' I understood that everyone wanted to hear my vocals, so I stuck with the ballads.
In nearly all ballads, the words set the mood and meaning, while the music intensifies or enhances them.
For each man kills the thing he loves yet each man does not die he does not die a death of shame on a day of dark disgrace nor have a noose about his neck, nor a cloth upon his face nor drop feet foremost through the floor into an empty space He does...
We are what ballads are written of, what bards sing of. We are epic, you and I.
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.
He could inspire ballads. He could inspire wars.
Even on the most serious ballads, I'll throw in a tongue-in-cheek remark.
I subscribe to that school of thespian - to be a wandering minstrel or traveling player, a thing ofrags and patches, of ballads, songs and snatches.
But I think beautiful is simple and elegant, like a ballad with simple harmony.
