I don't feel comfortable making empty music.
I have an eclectic pallet of music that I listen to. It depends on my mood.
I've never left music behind, but I've had success in television.
What I'm trying to do is break the genre from what is rap and what is music.
It's nice to be able to backtrack and not be embarrassed by the music you used to listen to.
My style kinda comes from the music I listen to.
Truth is the number one element in whatever you do with music.
I'm not so much into the beats. I'm more into the spiritual side of the music.
People go to movies or listen to music because they want to be inspired.
The real trouble with reality is that there is no background music.
I had no musical training at all.
The Universe is making music all the time.
Music is the universe where everything is allowed
Music is the moonlight in the gloomy night of life.
Music always sounds better on Friday.
Literature is painting, architecture, and music.
Antonio Salieri: My plan was so simple. It terrified me. First I must get the death mass and then, I must achieve his death. Father Vogler: [stares in horror] What? Antonio Salieri: His funeral! Imagine it, the cathedral, all Vienna sitting there, hi...
One thing he discovered with a great deal of astonishment was that music held for him more then just pleasure. There was meat to it. The grouping of sounds, their forms in the air as they rang out and faded, said something comforting to him about the...
Jazz is the music of the body. The breath comes through brass. It is the body’s breath, and the strings’ wails and moans are echoes of the body’s music. It is the body’s vibrations which ripple from the fingers. And the mystery of the withhel...
I found a brief piece of by Antonio Vivaldi around this time which became my ‘Pinhead Mood Music’. Called Al Santo Sepolcro (At The Holy Sepulchre), it opens more like a piece of modern orchestral music, and although it it moves toward Vivaldi’...
The Tote End (a large and foreboding terrace at Eastville) itself was demolished in the nineties. Sadly a monstrous Ikea store now stands in it's place. Where once tribes of youths performed their rites of passage and bodily fluids flowed in the name...
