Where words cease, there music begins.
Music is the universal language.
The music was more than music - at least what we are used to hearing. The music was feeling itself. The sound connected instantly with something deep and joyous.
Words cannot express quite a lot of feelings, whereas a noise or tone or drone or sound, an accordion falling down a staircase, can somehow capture an emotion much better.
For me, Heaven is evoking emotions through sound.
Dubstep has everything for me. Rhythm, sound design, heartfelt emotion - all in one place.
I rarely know exactly what I want to do, but always know exactly how I want it to make me feel. Feeling always leads the sound!
You hear sounds and orchestration, it's ... the fastest way, I think, to your emotions, even if you don't understand the language of the song.
A tune has to resonate with whatever is happening around it.
The best part of touring, still, is touching people's hearts and igniting my band and igniting the people into what you call a spiritual revelation is sound and emotion.
Just as my fingers on these keys make music, so the self-same sounds on my spirit make a music too.
Listening. That's what music is about. You hear it. And I'd listen to it and something would move me one way or another; and I would try and play it.
Ultimately, what we do as musicians, I think of us as a type of emotional engineer. We essential take these sound waves, this sound, and we organize it into emotion, and that's how we connect with our audiences.
I'm an electronic guy, I'm a freak for electronic music but real instruments, the dynamic range of it, and the emotions, there's no comparison.
The sound of the rain needs no translation.
I always see colors when I listen to music. It's difficult to explain, but when I hear the music I think about gold, blood rushing.
For me, anything can be music! I can get huge enjoyment and be moved totally by the purity and perfection of some Renaissance polyphony, but equally I can feel emotion in the expectant hum of a big old guitar amp just before the strings are hit.
Music remains the most strange of the materials because we don't understand what happens when music moves you.
I sometimes wish taste wasn't ever an issue, and the sounds of instruments or synths could be judged solely on their colour and timbre. Judged by what it did to your ears, rather than what its historical use reminds you of.
