We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.

We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.

Music is the art of thinking with sounds.

Music is the art of thinking with sounds.

Everything will past, and the world will perish but the Ninth
Symphony will remain.

Everything will past, and the world will perish but the Ninth
Symphony will remain.

There are two golden rules for an orchestra: start together and finish together. The public doesn't give a damn what read more

There are two golden rules for an orchestra: start together and finish together. The public doesn't give a damn what goes on in between.

We consider that any man who can fiddle all through one of those Virginia Reels without losing his grip, may read more

We consider that any man who can fiddle all through one of those Virginia Reels without losing his grip, may be depended upon in any kind of musical emergency.

For discords make the sweetest airs.

For discords make the sweetest airs.

Americans want grungy people, stabbing themselves in the head on stage. They get a bright bunch like us, with deodorant read more

Americans want grungy people, stabbing themselves in the head on stage. They get a bright bunch like us, with deodorant on, they don't get it.

Difficult as it is really to listen to someone in affliction, it is just as difficult for him to know read more

Difficult as it is really to listen to someone in affliction, it is just as difficult for him to know that compassion is listening to him. - Waiting for God.

There's music in the sighing of a reed;
There's music in the gushing of a rill;
There's read more

There's music in the sighing of a reed;
There's music in the gushing of a rill;
There's music in all things, if men had ears:
Their earth is but an echo of the spheres.