Yet half the beast is the great god Pan,
To laugh, as he sits by the river,
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Yet half the beast is the great god Pan,
To laugh, as he sits by the river,
Making a poet out of a man.
The true gods sigh for the cost and the pain--
For the reed that grows never more again
As a reed with the reeds of the river.

My music fights against the system that teaches to live and die.

My music fights against the system that teaches to live and die.

A painter paints pictures on canvas. But musicians paint their pictures on silence.

A painter paints pictures on canvas. But musicians paint their pictures on silence.

Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.

Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.

The whole problem can be stated quite simply by asking, 'Is there a meaning to music?' My answer would be, read more

The whole problem can be stated quite simply by asking, 'Is there a meaning to music?' My answer would be, 'Yes.' And 'Can you state in so many words what the meaning is?" My answer to that would be, 'No.'

When I was a little kid, I took tap and ballet. I've always loved to dance. I'm a rhythm machine.

When I was a little kid, I took tap and ballet. I've always loved to dance. I'm a rhythm machine.

From the persistence of noise comes the insistence of rage. From the emergence of tone comes the divergence of thought. read more

From the persistence of noise comes the insistence of rage. From the emergence of tone comes the divergence of thought. From the enlightenment of music comes the wisdom of... silence.

As the longfingered sun
reaches out to touch
a cloistered trillium
or a lake trembles in
the light of read more

As the longfingered sun
reaches out to touch
a cloistered trillium
or a lake trembles in
the light of moon and stars
so can a poet's long rainbow
of words
play our heartstrings from afar.

I think often sadness is a great place to get songs from.

I think often sadness is a great place to get songs from.