Music is this divine thing, the closest that we can get to something divine. It's like this instinct we all own, and some of us have found a way to hear that music and write it down and share it with people.
That's the one part where being brothers makes a difference. It's just instinct. That's the charm of what the Everly Brothers are: two guys singing as one.
A lot of people love men that rock; I love men that love a good melody and a good harmony.
I do remember, though, when I discovered the third! I was about five years old - it was a very pleasing sound. I remembered that if I hit one note, then skipped one and played the next, I could get this really good sound.
Accordion, n. An instrument in harmony with the sentiments of an assassin.
Music, in even the most terrible situations, must never offend the ear but always remain a source of pleasure.
Music must take rank as the highest of the fine arts - as the one which, more than any other, ministers to the human spirit.
Heaven open'd wide Her ever during gates, harmonious sound, On golden hinges moving.
I listen to the timbre of the music, and I fit my voice to blend with that timbre.
Ever since I've ever heard music, I thought it should be very clean, very precise - as clean as possible, anyway, and more or less tuned to people. Something they could understand, something that was beautiful, you know?
Silence, beautiful voice.
Music is an agreeable harmony for the honor of God and the permissible delights of the soul.
I love to harmonize.
But one sound always rose above the clamor of busy life and, no matter how much of a tintinnabulation, was never confused and, fora moment lifted everything into an ordered sphere: that of the bells.
It's been amazing to create with one another because we're so different when it comes to music. We love different genres. So to vibe together and create this Fifth Harmony sound is what makes it so special.
I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
My purpose is to create music not for snobs, but for all people, music which is beautiful and healing. To attempt what old Chinese painters called 'spirit resonance' in melody and sound.
Around, around, Companions all, take your ground, And name the bell with joy profound! CONCORDIA is the word we've found Most meet to express the harmonious sound, That calls to those in friendship bound.
A cantor, when he starts singing, it's like rain - once it starts, it's hard to stop.
To sing is to bring to life; impossible if the words are mediocre, however good the music.
Something we're really known for is our signature harmonies, our great melodies - stuff that just makes you feel something and moves you.
People just loved the sound because I kept it simple.
There is musick, even in the beauty and the silent note which Cupid strikes, far sweeter than the sound of an instrument.
The bells which toll for mankind are - most of them, anyway - like the bells of Alpine cattle; they are attached to our own necks, and it must be our fault if they do not make a cheerful and harmonious sound.
