My dream artists to collaborate with are probably Cee Lo Green and Imogen Heap. They're completely out of my genre but they're both musical geniuses.
Always keep your stereo bumping,no matter what ya going through. Because life is like a puzzle and music is the only clue.
If I should ever die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph: THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDED FOR THE EXISTENCE OF GOD WAS MUSIC
I try to not listen to all the girls I admire musically - like Nina Simone - just so I don't find myself imitating them, even if it's subconsciously.
Well my music was different in high school; I was singing about love—you know, things I don't care about anymore.
The world needs poetry now more than ever. It's the only thing that can keep music from copying itself and sounding the same.
I was babysitting the night High School Musical premiered last year. I watched with the kids and we sang along to the lyrics. I was making $12 an hour.
I think some people just have an innate musical ability, and I'm lucky enough to be one of those people.
Situations and Circumstances do not make us unless we let them. Our thoughts and feelings are the music of our soul.
The pull between sound and syntax creates a kind of musical tension in the language that interests me.
He felt as if he were paying for the privilege of music with portions of his life and body. But it was well worth it.
I'm asthmatic. I was a lot bigger back then, and I still get winded on stage today. But I've learned how to pace it now. I have musical breaks in there.
We all get as miserable as Erika M. Andersen sometimes, but we rarely approach her musical-ideas-per-miserable-minute ratio.
I'm trained in musical theatre and 'Pitch Perfect' is the first movie where I get to really belt out. I beat Adele for that role.
Burn down the disco Hang the blessed D.J. Because the music that they constantly play It says nothing to me about my life
Where music thundered let the mind be still, Where the will triumphed let there be no will, What light revealed, now let the dark fulfill.
I believe that the trade of critic, in literature, music, and the drama, is the mot degraded of all trades, and that it has no real value--certainly no large value.
Music is a supernatural force on the earth. It has the power to transform the heart and mind.
I'm a chameleon. I can change my voice a lot. I always was able to, because in my family's music, I was a harmony singer, and harmony singing is really hard.
Without a sense of place the work is often reduced to a cry of voices in empty rooms, a literature of the self, at its best poetic music; at its worst a thin gruel of the ego.
What is beautiful enchants me. I mean not just physical beauty but a wider concept of beauty. There is beauty in poetry and in great musical or singing performances. There is beauty everywhere if you can just see it.
