The possibilities of percussion sounds, I believe, have never been fully realized.
You can fill this table up with people who are racist, homophobic, Satanist worshippers, sexist and we can be arguing but if you put on a song, I guarantee that people will stop and listen and that's what I love about music, it can bring people together.
But maybe music was not intended to satisfy the curious definiteness of man. Maybe it is better to hope that music may always be transcendental language in the most extravagant sense.
Expression, to a great extent, is a matter of terms, and terms are anyone's. The meaning of 'God' may have a billion interpretations if there be that many souls in the world.
One thing I am certain of is that, if I have done anything good in music, it was, first, because of my father, and second, because of my wife.
In some century to come, when the school children will whistle popular tunes in quarter-tones-when the diatonic scale will be as obsolete as the pentatonic is now-perhaps then these borderland experiences may be both easily expressed and readily recognized.
Memories: (A) Very Pleasant; (B) Rather Sad.
The word 'beauty' is as easy to use as the word 'degenerate.' Both come in handy when one does or does not agree with you.
Vagueness is at times an indication of nearness to a perfect truth.
If a poet knows more about a horse than he does about heaven, he might better stick to the horse, and some day the horse may carry him into heaven.
There can be nothing exclusive about substantial art. It comes directly out of the heart of the experience of life and thinking about life and living life.
You cannot set art off in a corner and hope for it to have vitality, reality, and substance.
A rare experience of a moment at daybreak, when something in nature seems to reveal all consciousness, cannot be explained at noon. Yet it is part of the day's unity.
Music is one of the ways that God has of beating in on man.
In 'thinking up' music I usually have some kind of a brass band with wings on it in back of my mind.