In music, four is the number that every measure is - four by four, four beats to every measure. The number four is a sense of completion, almost.
I've always really liked the rhythm element of songs.
The domain of rhythm extends from the spiritual to the carnal.
I usually write to the beat. Really, the beat can make the song itself.
My heart beats in three-quarter time.
To brisk notes in cadence beating, glance their many-twinkling feet.
I can appreciate people for being able to go that fast with their left hand, man. But I just can't groove to that beat. I'm sorry. It's just like somebody sweeping the floor or something - tik tik tik tik tik. It just doesn't really jam to me.
I hear music and my feet just start moving.
Rhythm is best expressed in any swing directed at a cigar stump or a dandelion head.
The rhythm is below me, the rhythm of the heat. The rhythm is around me, the rhythm has control. The rhythm is inside me, the rhythm has my soul.
Rhythm is one of the most powerful of pleasures, and when we feel a pleasurable rhythm we hope it will continue. When it does, it grows sweeter.
