American Songwriter Quotes

But more I cannot wish you Than to wish you find your love Your own true love this day.

This Is Your Time, This Is Your Dance. Live Every Moment, Leave Nothing To Chance. Swim In The Sea. Drink Of The Deep, Embrace The Mystery Of All You Could Be. What if Tomorrow? And What If Today? Faced With The Question, Oh What Would You Say?

Michael W. Smith

I thank the Lord for the night time To forget the day.

I've seen country music go uptown, like we say, and I'm proud I was there when it happened.

I can feel a something pounding in my brain
Just any time that someone speaks your name
Trumpets sound and I hear thunder boom
Every time that you walk in the room.

Jackie DeShannon

Cigarette holder,
which wigs me,
over her shoulder
she digs me:
Out cattin'
that Satin Doll.

In The Doors we have both musicians and poets, and both know of each other's art, so we can effect a synthesis. In the case of Tim Buckley or Dylan you have one man's ideas. Most groups today aren't groups. In a true group all the members create the arrangements among themselves.

And after it rains
There's a rainbow
And all of the colors are black
Its not that the colors aren't there
It's just imagination they lack.

Simon & Garfunkel

She said
"I'm young enough
I'm old enough
In the city machine
Where industries
Fill the fish full of mercury"

You may leave here for four days in space But when you return it's the same old place.

My band is the best band in the world, period. So, I insist on every song being better then it is on the record. So by the end of the tour, we have to be playing the song better then how it's recorded.

Southern trees bear a strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black body swinging in the Southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

On the road again, goin' places that I've never been. Seein' things that I may never see again, and I can't wait to get on the road again.

If I had a box just for wishes and dreams that had never come true, the box would be empty, except for the memory of how they were answered by you.

Olympia was a town crawling with music. I was new to the whole punk scene. The culture shock continued; Olympia had bagels! We didn't have bagels in Arkansas. You could order vegetarian food all over town! It was so crazy to me - a place with so many vegetarians, the restaurants made special dishes for them?

We never expected anything, actually. I think we still don't expect anything. We were proud of the album when we finished it, so whatever success it has we are just like, 'Wow, cool.' It's not going to change the way we work or think. I'm as proud of this record now as I was when we finished it.

If you consider the definition of authenticity, it's saying something and actually doing it. I write my own songs. I made my own videos. I pick my producers. Nothing goes out without my permission. It's all authentic.

Don't count, feel! The only count I know, is Count Basie!

You say we'll soar like two birds through the clouds, but soon you'll cage me on your shelf. I'll never learn to be just me, first by myself.

So study your rock history, son. That be the Bible of the Blues.

I treat the act of making a record very much like working in a laboratory, experimenting with sounds and ideas... Whoever chooses to latch onto it, great; whoever doesn't, that's fine, too. The reaction always pales in comparison to the weight of the act of production.

I know a place
Ain't nobody crying
Ain't nobody worried
Ain't no smiling faces
Lying to the races
I'll take you there.

A smart man isn't necessarily one who knows all the answers, but knows where to find them.

My growth was stopped at two years old. And when they talk about Axl Rose being a screaming two-year-old, they're right. There's a screaming two-year-old who's real pissed off and hides and won't show himself that often, even to me. Because I couldn't protect him. And the world didn't protect him.

See the wild birds on the wing,
Hear the bells that sweetly ring,
When you feel like singin', sing--
Keep a-goin'!

Frank L. Stanton