If music be the food of love, play on.
Music is the universal language of mankind.
Music is well said to be the speech of angels.
Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie.
If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die.
Not that there's anything wrong with that.
Music has charms to sooth a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
I was born with music inside me
There is music in all things, if men had ears.
I don't see why people want new plays all the time. What would happen to concerts if people wanted new music all the time?
The public doesn't want new music; the main thing it demands of a composer is that he be dead.
And for REO - they get to play for some Styx fans and then we get to play in front of some REO fans. It helps spread the new music to the following of other bands.
So you do shorter versions of the hits, or you take out a long guitar solo or things like that to make time for the hits and new music as well. But I don't think any of us ever get to do as much new music as we would like to.
We wanted to establish a new fan base over here. And second, we wanted to challenge ourselves. We wanted to bring what is ostensibly new music to fresh ears and see what lights them up.
And in an era where radio stations that are inclined to play Styx music are your classic rock stations and the stations that play current music look at us as dinosaurs - the only way we could reach people with our new music, generally, is to perform live.
Obviously given good health, and a continuing audience and a record company that allows me to do music. So given those things yes, I'm introducing some new music that people haven't really heard me do in quite this fashion.
Bands are about these little relationships that make everything tick, and when you create new music you're testing those relationships.
Pleasures First look from morning's window The rediscovered book Fascinated faces Snow, the change of the seasons The newspaper The dog Dialectics Showering, swimming Old music Comfortable shoes Comprehension New music Writing, planting Traveling Singing Being friendly
From my stone pillow I have dreamed dreams of the mortal world above. I have heard its voices, its new music, as lullabies as I lie in my grave. I have envisioned its fantastical discoveries. I have known its courage in the timeless sanctum of my thoughts. And though it shuts me out with its dazzling forms, I long for one with the strength to roam it fearlessly, to ride the Devil's Road through its heart.
A new music is a new mind.
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