Night

Rollins0513 Night is the harvester of memories. Night is the gatherer of thoughts that hide in sunlight. Night brings out the inhabitants from the deep cracks that shun the idiotic noise of the masses. Night empowers and makes one bold. True love and the telling of secrets only happens at night. Sunlight is a passionless interrogator. Candlelight brings out the beauty of the human form.

Henry Rollins from "Do I come here often" (From the BSharp library)

Coming to a town near you...

Posted by Bizarro on April 17, 2005 at 05:19 AM in Books, Life and death, Music | Permalink | Comments (0)

Let's leave the last word to Frank

"A lot of things wrong with society today are directly attributable to the fact that the people who make the laws are sexually maladjusted."

"Information is not knowledge. Knowledge is not wisdom. Wisdom is not truth. Truth is not beauty. Beauty is not love. Love is not music. Music is THE BEST..."

"I wrote a song about dental floss but did anyone's teeth get cleaner?" Senate Hearing on Porn Rock, 1985, in response to Tipper Gore's allegations that music incites people towards deviant behavior, or influences their behavior in general

Frank Zappa quoted at Wikipedia

Posted by Bizarro on August 6, 2004 at 03:54 AM in Freaky Shit, Life and death, Music, Sex | Permalink | Comments (3)

Buying and selling music: what would the Prophet say?

And a merchant said, "Speak to us of Buying and Selling."

And he answered and said:

To you the earth yields her fruit, and you shall not want if you but know how to fill your hands. It is in exchanging the gifts of the earth that you shall find abundance and be satisfied. Yet unless the exchange be in love and kindly justice, it will but lead some to greed and others to hunger.

When in the market place you toilers of the sea and fields and vineyards meet the weavers and the potters and the gatherers of spices, - Invoke then the master spirit of the earth, to come into your midst and sanctify the scales and the reckoning that weighs value against value.

And suffer not the barren-handed to take part in your transactions, who would sell their words for your labour.

To such men you should say,
"Come with us to the field, or go with our brothers to the sea and cast your net; For the land and the sea shall be bountiful to you even as to us."

And if there come the singers and the dancers and the flute players, - buy of their gifts also. For they too are gatherers of fruit and frankincense, and that which they bring, though fashioned of dreams, is raiment and food for your soul.

And before you leave the marketplace, see that no one has gone his way with empty hands. For the master spirit of the earth shall not sleep peacefully upon the wind till the needs of the least of you are satisfied.

From The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran. Emphasis ours - support musicians not record companies.

Also in Castellano

Posted by Bizarro on April 12, 2004 at 04:57 AM in Music | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack