You know, all my songs are relatives, brothers, sisters, cousins.

You know, all my songs are relatives, brothers, sisters, cousins.

The best, most beautiful, and most perfect way that we have of expressing a sweet concord of mind to each read more

The best, most beautiful, and most perfect way that we have of expressing a sweet concord of mind to each other is by music.

That rich celestial music thrilled the air
From hosts on hosts shining ones, who thronged
Eastward and read more

That rich celestial music thrilled the air
From hosts on hosts shining ones, who thronged
Eastward and westward, making bright the night.

True music must repeat the thought and inspirations of the people and the time. My people are Americans and my read more

True music must repeat the thought and inspirations of the people and the time. My people are Americans and my time is today.

Tom he was a piper's son,
He learned to play when he was young;
Bug all the read more

Tom he was a piper's son,
He learned to play when he was young;
Bug all the tune that he could play
Was "Over the hills and far away."
- Unattributed Author,

I need drama in my life to keep making music.

I need drama in my life to keep making music.

Through the music I hope to give it an arc that gives it a greater sense of a journey through read more

Through the music I hope to give it an arc that gives it a greater sense of a journey through the set rather than a bunch of songs.

It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness and of pain: read more

It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness and of pain: of strength and freedom. The beauty of disappointment and never-satisfied love. The cruel beauty of nature, and everlasting beauty of monotony.

I think I should have no other mortal wants, if I could always have plenty of music. It seems to read more

I think I should have no other mortal wants, if I could always have plenty of music. It seems to infuse strength into my limbs and ideas into my brain. Life seems to go on without effort, when I am filled with music.