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charley
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The only true language.
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emma
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la la la la la
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a-team
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My reason to live, other than World's Scariest on FOX.
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Chris
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is bollocks
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coldtea
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mine rocks yours sucks
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strange poet
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simply one of the only true forms of genuine expression...excluding art and dancing...oh yeah and writing is pretty essential too.
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ceorl
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did it pre-date language? tool-making? cave art? is it just us imitating wolves? oooOOOoooOOOO!
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sillyelly
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music is the language of the world. it opens doors that once were locked. without music there can be no happiness, no joy. only sorrow would exist. there would be darkness and nothing forever.
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groovinkim
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music is a dream. it is a frown, a smile, scream. is a lover like no other. is a language, motherfucker! is an eargasmic revelation. it is my inspiration. through all my sorrow, struggle, strife. music is my life.
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Joana
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Is the meaning of life.
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jared_d
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maintains my sanity to a large degree.
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is my addiction
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nick
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state of mind anytime give to you all they do yours and mine what to find comes and goes rains and snows high and low fast but slow anyone, anywhere those who care fight it out far about home and there without underwear stripped of all with its call finally the finale beginning again
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The sound of the fish tank filter. The sound of me banging Coca Cola bottles together in the grocery store. The sound of the keys on the keyboard going up and down as we type. The sound of my parents walking back and forth, through the house trying to figure out what to do about my depression. The screaming cry of a child being beaten. The sound of the workers at McDonalds getting your food ready. The sound of my quiet crying mixed with Marilyn Manson's Mechanical Animals last night. The sparatic drumming of a rain shower, or the heavy constant pour of a thunder storm. The sound of Jonathan Davis screaming, singing, and snarling along with the dark and eerie sounds of James and Brian, the harmonious slapping of Reggie, and to top it all off the continuous pounding of David. Anything can be turned into music. Music is the one universal language. It can express anything from utter joy to absolute saddness and depression. Either way, the world would be depressing beyond words without music.
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Q
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besides play, make music and sing it
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hahaha
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awakens something inside you when it's right (BOOM bang bang twaaaaang lalalalala)
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c-spandrea.
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music stirs up memories from days past. it makes you laugh, it makes you cry, and it makes you dance. music is beauty.
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Brad
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A term to liberally applied, these days.
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BoofPixie
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always better when drunk. easier to dance to. good make-out songs are not necessarily good music...
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Brad
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that's "too," not "to." Grammar police.
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spikey
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life, my very essence. without it i am nothing, nor is the world. it can put a world together, and can tear one down. it is the life force from which we thrive.
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BoofPixieGoLightly
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*ahem* Must police your grammar police, Brad. I meant "easier to dance to" as in "music is easier to dance to when drunk." I did not mean "music is better when drunk, and being drunk makes it easier to dance, too." nyah nyah nyah *sticks out tongue*
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Brad
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ahem... I was policing my own grammar. Yours is your business, Molly. You must think you're really cool enough to warrant me checking your grammar. For the record, it was actually a typo.
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camille
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It is said that listening can be likened to the sun, which shines upon all things, but the measure of its effect on each creature depends on its quality and what is imbibed. One is burned, while another is made to shine. One is helped to flourish, while another melts away. If anyone were to ask how it could happen that someone who has no knowledge or awareness of himself nevertheless manages to dance according to the beat of the singer and recognizes the voice and melody of the singer, the answer would be that when a man is no longer shackled by the fervour of his animal soul and has no attachment to his own opinions and ideas, his heart then becomes both more illuminated and strengthened. And when this weakening of the animal soul takes place, and the heart is illuminated, inevitably he will understand the beat of the music and the meaning of the singers
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gregg
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a world of energy that envelopes me droning voices from thousands of years ago, pulsing beats and electronic spiralling bleeps from trillions of years from now it all communicates to me, seeing as essentially, i am the one who created it as a message, a reminder to myself when the time was right...
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Brad
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Music for me has come to be very existential. My mind comprehends the nuances and the overall goal of jazz and classical music, so it's good music to me. If you can't or don't want to devote this much of yourself to it, then chances are it's not and wont be good music to you. I give up trying to say that anything is objectively better, but for me personally, the difference is astounding.
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The Schleiffen Man
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too bad you can't get an A in that jazz history class but i'm sure mr. panella will see the light and will correct your grades as we all know that you are the "man of jazz" for our generation
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Brad
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I'm not counting on panella to straighten things out... i just want him to put me in touch with that guy that taught the class... that pissed me off.
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MollyGoLightly
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Uh-oh...I sense trouble brewing on the Jazz Studies front...
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Brad
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It's all good in the hood, Molly... North Texas looms very close in my future, then it will all be behind me.
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larla
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i have always been of the opinion that everyone with a well developed opinion about music thinks the music they prefer to listen to is the most wonderful, or brilliant, or whatever. it justifies my own belief that i have impeccable taste in music.
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Brad
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musical existentialism at its best... ain't it great, larla?
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larla
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it's just loving music. i think there are many ways of doing it. most of which involve listening or playing. (just do it!)
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dan
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thank you very much and I hope we passed the audition - John Lennon 1970 Beatles - Let It Be
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Tiffa
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when i hear a beat i tap in my mind my fet move and in such a pattern the worl spins and then i realize im not dancing, that its the music that drives my being around the floor. music is the compostion of the soul, and its the words that allow people to fully understand the meaning.
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josie
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There is no other language I know other than music...it is the beauty of the soul for what my existence is an addict for.
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Barrett
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The soundtrack to my life. Different songs for different scenes. Each song creating it's own backdrop for a moment in time. The prescrition of choice: (Pink Floyd "The Wall") when in need of a cry. (Van Halen "Diver Down") to enhance a summer day. Many different drugs for whatever symptoms you have.
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tivenan
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music is not a symbolic language..the emotions expressed in music are not references pointing to themselves. They are the real emotions themselves..music is alive with power to create mindsets love letgo holdon give freedom revolution unity justice voice purpose but also their opposites if the music's negative power drives it so jam on but be careful
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stan
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my father was a professional jazz pianist... i was tucked under pianos in jazz bars, diapers changed between sets. i never cried. Now when i play, and stumble onto something heard forty years ago, it slaughters me and i have to stop because of crying and shaking. Which is also why i don't sing... it has too much effect on me... has anyone experienced this ....and found a way to overcome it? Only certain music can bring me to that point where i am just wasted and usless for anything... it can do it almost instantly, an unfamiliar pieces can sneak up and clobber me, and i will come back for more
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Brad
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Stan... what was his name? I may know him or know someone that did. It's a small world in this music you know.... furthermore what do you play?
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Brad
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tivenan: "Art is not 'about' something but is the thing itself" --Vladimir Nabokov.
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klarchen
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"I believe that until I was thirteen I succeeded in convincing myself that everyone else reacted to everything in exactly the same way as I. For example, I thought it would be obvious that everyone would share my delight in a cloudy sky, and it was something of a shock for me when I discovered that some people preferred sunshine. Even now I can't understand it. But that's an entirely different story..." --Glenn Gould
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stan
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Mozart's left ear was deformed... there's some irony for ya
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stan
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Mozart's left ear was deformed, there's some irony for ya
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stan
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woops
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stan
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Brad, stan capps piano not professionally, i teach and yourself?
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grendel
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a listing of the instruments i play with any degree of anything resembling competency (or at least with any kind of passion that i hope at least partially makes up for any shortcoming in the technical skill department) The alto, soprano and baritone saxes (for some reason the tenor exasperates me in every attempt i have made to play it competently) oh yes, and the clarinet
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Brad
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Stan... Brad Williams, guitarist and student, just transferred to the University of North Texas. I'm into Woody Shaw, Donald Brown, Mulgrew Miller, Joe Henderson, Bill Mobley (no relation to hank... trumpet player) and I am deeply obsessed with Phineas Newborn Jr. Notice not a guitar player in the bunch... haha. And yourself? Who do you check out?
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stan
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Brad..good for you, North Texas State is an excellent choice for studying music, especially jazz. Oddly enough I almost never listen to recorded music, but for the most part im hung up on the jazz greats of the big band era and classical ....i often hear new music of all kinds that i like, but i am always listening to it someplace like a party or something and never bother to check it out further. I grew up in Dallas and once had a bookstore in Denton incidentally.
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gaudior
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if i cared about the madonna song, i might quote it here. but no. music is probably at least as old as language, since people have almost certainly been tapping toes, clapping, banging rocks together for aeons. it's sort of ingrained in our being.
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silentbob
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oh no!! madonna is blond again! AND SHES SINGING TERRIBLE SONGS!
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j_blue
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madonna will last forever. she has successfully maintaned popularity for 2 decades, and she will live forever!!!
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power through passion
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our one gift our one window to a higher plane where intuition rules and passion flys in winds of brilliant colors there is a point of view which dictates that access to any knowledge can be achieved through intuition our minds and souls frustrated by the steel doors of our limitations reduced to step by plodding step the well travelled paths of logic and precedent but music opens that door a tiny crack some people see God if their faith leads them that way others see merely the blinding chaos of the universe has order from the macro perspective a top down analysis achieved through passion through the key of music this physical body was once identified as the carrier of a key to that door of remarkable craftsmanship that key has been allowed to lie fallow |