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So, you never can tell what will happen when you learn to play the harmonica.
Harpies, n. A disease transmitted to humans by birds with human faces.
The harmonica is the most voice-like instrument, you can make it wail, feel happy, or cry. It's like singing the blues without words.
I picked up a harmonica and taught myself.
Bells, the poor man's only music.
If Saul could have had you for his David, the evil spirit would have been exorcised without the aid of the harp.
Rank, rump-fed harpy.
Where does music go when it's not playing? - she asked herself. And disarmed she would answer: May they make a harp out of my nerves when I die.
...a leering, sneering obscene little harpy...
Heaven must be populated with some rather strange creatures if all they lived for was to go to a place where they can strum harps for eternity.
Free thyself from the mighty attraction-
The maddening wine of love, the charm of sex.
Break the harp! Forward, with the ocean's cry! ...
I play the harmonica. The only way I can play is if I get my car going really fast, and stick it out the window.
Ser Rodrik groused. His opinion of singers was well known; music was a lovely thing for girls, but he could not comprehend why any healthy boy would fill his hand with a harp when he might have had a sword.
It was a girl playing a harp, like in an orchestra. It was in this tree at our campsite. And since it was breezy weather that weekend, the girl's arms were almost always turning.
To insure the greatest efficiency in the dart, the harpooners of this world must start to their feet from out of idleness, and not from out of toil.
I daydream about a high school where everybody plays the harmonica: the students, the teachers, the principal, the janitor and the cook in the cafeteria.
Well, harpsichord is kind of a big guitar, isn't it? I mean, it is plucked, after all.
I recorded harp first or singing first. I recorded it all together. Part of the reason is that I don't know how to play the songs without also singing. I forget how they progress. I don't think that any of them are verse, chorus, verse, and so on. They are not simple.
Your body is the harp of your soul and it is yours to bring forth sweet music from it or confused sounds.
The universe as a giant harpstring, oscillating in and out of existence! What note does it play, by the way? Passages from the Numerical Harmonies, I supposed?
Have you heard Alanis Morisette trying to play the harmonica? She doesn't know how to play the harmonica. Well guess what, Alanis, I INVENTED the 'don't-know-how-to-play-harmonica-harmonica-solo.'
I am the most fortunate self-taught harpist and non-speaking actor who has ever lived.
So I'm at the wailing wall, standing there like a moron, with my harpoon.
The willow tree plays the water like a harp.
Barney Bigard's clarinet,
An oboe is an ill-wind that nobody blows good.
I had known that people would probably have strange reactions to my voice, because I have kind of an unwieldy, difficult voice, but I never thought that anybody would have a problem with the harp. I just assumed ... C'mon, it's a beautiful instrument.
I'm a musician. I play harmonica for relaxation. A good way to relax and entertain people. An excellent way to have fun.
May my lips be a well-tuned harp to sound Thy praise. Let
The banquet is ready, and the minstrels are tuning their harps to celebrate the return from your wanderings to your Father's heart and home, with the gladness of feasting, and with the voice of thanksgiving and of melody.
There's always something in most world folk musics that always seems connected; whether it's a bagpipe or a tambura, there's always some sort of drone instrument, and there's always percussion.
You can muffle the drum, and you can loosen the strings of the lyre, but who shall command the skylark not to sing?
Some things in our lives, we think about, we hope for, we dream of, we half believe. But some we just know. And what I know, Laura, is that if you practise and learn to play this instrument, the day will come when angels stop and listen to you.
I always preferred Harpo to Groucho Marx.
While a man is stringing a harp, he tries the strings, not for music, but for construction. When it is finished it shall be played for melodies. God is fashioning the human heart for future joy. He only sounds a string here and there to see how far His work has progressed.
Fairies, arouse! Mix with your song Harplet and pipe, Thrilling and clear, Swarm on the boughs! Chant in a throng! Morning is ripe, Waiting to hear.
I put a new engine in my car, but forgot to take the old one out. Now my car goes 500 miles per hour. The harmonica sounds amazing.
The guitar is just a wonderful instrument. It's everything: a bartender, a psychiatrist, a housewife. It's everything, but it's elusive
Time has laid his hand
Upon my heart, gently, not smiting it,
But as a harper lays his open palm
Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations.
You know what really keeps your staff on their toes? A harpoon gun.
Accordion, n. An instrument in harmony with the sentiments of an assassin.
When the heartstrings, which contentment has silenced, like a harp laid by, yearn to be plucked and sounded again by some hand, however rough, even if it should break them;
Not all the harps above Can make a heavenly place, If God His residence remove, Or but conceal His face. All thou needest to make thee blessed, supremely blessed, is to be with Christ.
In the secret island the Druid shall dwell once more, and the Bard, the slave of the harp, utter the speech of the Gods.
A gull on an invisible wire attached through space dragged. You carry the symbol of your frustration into eternity. Then the wings are bigger Father said only who can play a harp.
I wouldn't be windmilling a Fender Telecaster if it weren't for Pete Townshend.
Fro and to in my dreams to you
To the haunting tune of the harp
For the price I paid when you died that day
I paid that day with my heart
Fro and to in my dreams to you
With the breaking of my heart
Ne'er more again will I sing this song
Ne'er more will I hear the harp.
Along the Chilean coast, with cold and winter,
when rain falls washing the weeks.
Listen: solitude becomes music once more,
and it seems its appearance is that of air, of rain,
that time, something with wave and wings, passes by,
grows. And the harp awakes from oblivion.
This banjo surrounds hate and forces it to surrender.
The guitar is the most unpredictable and least reliable musical instrument in existence ... and also the sweetest, the warmest, the most delicate, whose melancholic voice awakes in our soul exquisite reveries.
It does seem about the time to learn a musical instrument. He flourished his new prize, a little stringed instrument that looked like a cousin of the lute that the lute was embarrassed to be related to.
Hey Boo, I'm in this now, too, & I got a lot of experience playing assholes like they're fucking harps. You need backup, I got you. Stop trying to convince yourself that you're in this alone.
... the violin - that most human of all instruments ...
The oboe's a horn made of wood.
I'd play you a tune if I could,
But the reeds are a pain,
And the fingering's insane.
It's the ill wind that no one blows good.
The bottom string is tuned to an open G.
If a man cannot learn well a melody on pipe or harp, unless he in every way strain his attention; how shall one, who sits as a listener to sounds mystical, be able to hear with a careless soul?
In an inconspicuous way, Gretchen Parlato knows
how to play the same instrument that Frank Sinatra played.
There's no one out there like Gretchen.
I never learned how to tune a harp, or play upon a lute; but I know how to raise a small and obscure city to glory and greatness ... whereto all kindreds of the earth will pilgrim.
You've got to learn your instrument.
Not the rich viol, trump, cymbal, nor horn,
Guitar, nor cittern, nor the pining flute,
Are half so sweet as tender human words.
Perfection can be overdone; a rift in a lute relieves melodious monotony, and when discords cease to amuse, one can always have the instrument mended or buy a banjo.
The perfection of conversation is not to play a regular sonata, but, like the AEolian harp, to await the inspiration of the passing breeze.
A craftsman pulled a reed from the reedbed,
cut holes in it, and called it a human being.
Since then, it's been wailing a tender agony
of parting, never mentioning the skill
that gave it life as a flute
The banjo am the instrument for me.
to catch it called for harpooning it - which was Ned Land's business; to harpoon it called for sighting it - which was the crew's business; and to sight it called for encountering it - which was a chancy business.
What an unfortunate instrument the guitar is! An instrument of such great nobility, a genuine monarch of music
reduced to a pitiful lump of wood with six strings, constantly abused by people with no ear and no voice.
There were nauseous musical instruments, stringed, grass, and wood-wind, on which St. John and I sometimes produced dissonances of exquisite morbidity and cacodaemoniacal ghastliness ...
The dove signifies the dove and the guitar signifies a musical instrument called the guitar.
A musician carries the music within him. He needs no specific instrument. he is the music.
Instrumental keys [on organs], introduced in the twelfth century, are so heavy and stiff that they must be played with clenched fists.
My soul is like a hidden orchestra; I do not know which instruments grind and play away inside of me, strings and harps, timbales and drums. I can only recognize myself as symphony.
I'm Johnny Christ, and I play the tambourine.
And he won her freedom by playing beautiful music,' Roland added. 'I think he played a lute. Or maybe it was a lyre.'
'Ach, weel, that'll suit us fine,' said Daft Wullie. 'We're experts at lootin' an' then lyin' aboot it.
I must play the instrument I've got.
Or, if he's feeling more poetic, it might be Now, Frobisher, the clarinet is the concubine, the violas are yew trees in the cemetery, the clavichord is the moon, so ... let the east wind blow that A minor chord, sixteenth bar onwards.
My guitar, I sing of thee 'Tis with thee that I decoy And ensnare enchantingly the ladies I enjoy.
It sounds like the cry of a newborn demon ready to destroy all peace and love!" Dietmar said. "But I believe it is merely a bagpipe.
A happy union with wife and child is like the music of lutes and harps.
The guitar is a wonderful instrument which is understood by few.
I can play the harmonica with my nose.
Little Walter was the best harmonica player I ever heard in my life.
I'm not a musician - I'm a ham.
People love the electric rake. You just hit it or whatever you want to do. You can't play 'Swanee River' on it. You have to just make terrible noise. Occasionally, it will make a sound like a note.
I just started doing this one-man show, and I wanted to be able to score it, so I bought a guitar, and got a keyboard and got a harmonica. I remember when I started that I didn't understand why a harmonica had different letters on them.
The piano may do for love-sick girls who lace themselves to skeletons, and lunch on chalk, pickles and slate pencils, but give me the banjo.
When words fail, the guitar speaks.
The song I came to sing
remains unsung to this day.
I have spent my days in stringing
and in unstringing my instrument.
The time has not come true,
the words have not been rightly set;
only there is the agony
of wishing in my heart ...
I keep a fiddle hooked up in the music - we've got a music room - and try to pick it up.
I look at my clarinet sometimes and I think, I wonder what's going to come out of there tonight? You never know.
I didn't sing for years and years, but I started playing harp when I was maybe 9 or 10. I had actually wanted to play for years leading up to that, but no teacher in our little town would take me on as a student, because I was too young.
...you play the instrument you have.
Let the violin become a fiddle, boy.
Music, the knife without a hilt,
The harpy's eyes were wide with wonder. So that's Adriyel. No wonder it's famous in poems and shit.
No birdcall is the musical equal of a clarinet blown with panache.
I got to tell you, that if it weren't for that harmonica music, i might of just packed up and gone home, but it made me feel so good, I can hardly describe it. Sort of like my whole body is the harmonica and the music give me goosebumps when I play it.
Somewhere, a sparrow is singing in B minor.
The sin was mine; I did not understand. So now is music prisoned in her cave, Save where some ebbing desultory wave Frets with its restless whirls this meagre strand ...
I play a bunch of instruments.
HOrrible. The most horrible sound on earth. The sound of death and torture and the agonies of a burning hell," Lisle said. "Damn them. It's bagpipes.