Musical Notes Quotes

Where words cease, there music begins.

In accordance with the foregoing investigations on mathematical principles, let bronze vessels be made, proportionate to the size of the theatre, and let them be so fashioned that, when touched, they may produce with one another the notes of the fourth, the fifth, and so on up the double octave.

Now I've heard there was a secret chord That David played, and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this the fourth, the fifth The minor fall, the major lift The baffled king composing Hallelujah

I can play rhythm guitar. I know how to hold a guitar and strum it.

Music is the cup that holds the wine of silence. Sound is that cup, but empty. Noise is that cup, but broken.

I try not to repeat myself. It's the hardest thing in the world to do -- there are only so many notes one human being can master. .

A grandmaster must memorize thousands of chess duels in his head, as these are for him what words of the mother tongue are to the ordinary people and what notes are to a musician.

Piano is one of those instruments you don't have to be good at to sound good - you just have to know where to put three little fingers, which is really pretty easy to figure out.

My real name is Chord Overstreet. I actually got my name because my dad is in the music business as a songwriter. I was the third one in my family born, and there are three notes in a chord, so that's how they came up with my name.

For the first time, he heard something that he knew to be music. He heard people singing. Behind him, across vast distances of space and time, from the place he had left, he thought he heard music too. But perhaps, it was only an echo.

One of the basic things about a string is that it can vibrate in many different shapes or forms, which gives music its beauty.

Some of my favorite harmonics are located between frets. There are two really cool ones between the 2nd and 3rd frets that I use a lot.

Music is about depth. Music is about harmony. Music is about notes and tones.

When I was 14 I would pick up my brother's bass guitar, and I would just pound on it, having no idea how to play it.

You've got to realize. In the western world, regardless of what color you are, what title the music is, it's all played by the same notes.

The only form of music is melody, without melody music is not feasible, and music and melody are quite inseparable.

The frequencies of the notes in a scale—do, re, mi, fa, sol, la, ti, do—sound to us like they’re rising in equal steps. But objectively their vibrational frequencies are rising by equal multiples. We perceive pitch logarithmically.

Could I imagine being a piano? That'd be awesome. I'd throw a D-minor at you to make you sad, then an F-major to make you happy!

I still do not know where the notes will come from when I accept a commission for a new work.

Music sweeps by me as a messenger - Carrying a message that is not for me

Words are music, really.

For the moment, the jazz is playing; there is no melody, just notes, a myriad tiny tremors. The notes know no rest, an inflexibleorder gives birth to them then destroys them, without ever leaving them the chance to recuperate and exist for themselves.... I would like to hole them back, but I know that, if I succeeded in stooping one, there would only remain in may hand a corrupt and languishing sound. I must accept their death; I must even want that death: I know of few more bitter or intense impressions.

Composing is like driving down a foggy road toward a house. Slowly you see more details of the house-the color of the slates and bricks, the shape of the windows. The notes are the bricks and the mortar of the house.

The only instrument I can play is piano. Whenever I make songs at home, I play the piano and make them on the piano.