And I like messing around in the engine room of music. Seeing what happens in the rhythm section area.
quote by Bill Bruford
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Rhythm Section Want Ad
In a world we call our home theres lots of room to roam
Plenty of time to turn mistakes into rhyme
Theres a place for those who love their poetry
Its just across from the sign that says, pros only
So if you like a band with a chick singer,
Say your cup of tea is a wall of trombones
If you dig menudo, or mdc we salute you the way we know
For every one with dollar signs in his eyes
There must be hundreds who look at you as if youre some kind of
Rhythm section want ad
No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad
Ill tell you why
Hats off to the new age hairstyle made of bones
Hats off to the use of hats as megaphones
Speak softly, drive a sherman tank
Laugh hard, its a long way to the bank
Do you sing like olive oyl on purpose
You guys must be into the eurythmics
For every one with dollar signs in his eyes
There must be hundreds who look at you as if youre some kind of
Rhythm section want ad
No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad
And heres the reason why
Hats off to the new age hairstyle made of bones
Hats off to the use of hats as megaphones
Speak softly, drive a sherman tank
Laugh hard, its a long way to the bank
Do you sing like olive oyl on purpose
You guys must be into the eurythmics
For every one with dollar signs in his eyes
There must be hundreds who look at you as if youre some kind of
Rhythm section want ad
No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad
And heres the reason why
Rhythm section want ad
No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad
And heres the reason why
Why
Why
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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I have a West Coast rhythm section and a New York rhythm section. I've got them spread out all over the place.
quote by Marian McPartland
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The Rhythm Ranch
Johnny colla/huey lewis
Cause and effect music/huey lewis music. all rights administered by hulex music, ascap
We know a place with a real big beat
A destination soul retreat
A musical cure for your day-to-day stress
Its a dream vacation way out west
Yeah, its a soulful scene if you know what I mean
Come on down, take a chance
Get you a room at the rhythm ranch
Ride your pony, lets dance
Uh-huh, baby, thats the rhythm ranch
They got killer music everywhere
To help you deal with the pain out there
I think youll see that its money well spent
More than a hundred grooves for rent
And they got all the blues and views you can use
Come on down, take a chance
Get you a room at the rhythm ranch
Ride your pony, lets dance
Uh-huh, baby, thats the rhythm ranch
Chicken dumplings and big bands
Tuning it up at the rhythm ranch
Saxophones and romance
Uh-huh, baby, thats the rhythm ranch
The funkiest place you have ever seen
And you wont find it in a magazine
They got four-star service in 4/4 time
And sweet soul music to ease your mind
Yeah, its a real good deal with tons of feel
song performed by by Huey Lewis And The News
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Rhythm Machine
I'm a rhythm machine; you know what I mean,
I'm a rhythm machine; you know what I mean
I got time, running through my
head in bed,
Instead of sleep, how it looks instead,
I'm a rhythm machine; you know what I mean,
I'm a music man; I play the blues whenever I can,
I'm a music man; I play the blues whenever I can,
I get a flat backbeat, instead of food when I eat,
The ticking of a clock gets me out of my seat
I'm a music man; I play the blues whenever I can.
I'm her cross cut saw before I
was four
Smoked-staked lightning had me crawling across the floor
The beach ball didn't get me but that son-in-law did
I'm been keeping time ever since I was a kid
I'm a music machine, don't you know what I mean,
I'm rhythm machine; he knows what I mean, oh.
Yeah, yeah.
I'm a rhythm machine; I'm a rhythm machine,
I'm a rhythm machine, don't you know what I mean
I'm a music man, yeah,
I'm gonna play the blues whenever I can,
Hey, play the blues then,
Oh, yeah, yeah, play it for Kings and Queens,
Yeah, yeah, I'm a music man,
I'm a rhythm machine......
song performed by by Bad Company
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Music Love
Life is a dance floor, Love is the rhythm, and You are the music
that my heart beats to the rhythm, if the music stops so dus my heart that beated on the rhythm.but you
are my music to my ears, music to my ears that nobody can stop. cus your my music that i love and cant stop
loving and listening to, music that will never stop playing, music that keaps my heart beating on the rhythm of the music that will never stop playing
poem by Inno Goosen
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Dance And Sing
It irks me terribly when someone upsets the natural rhythm
of my sentences when I write a translation, it is a given that
one should say ‘aesthetically pleasing’ as the rhythm is just
right; then grammar-conscious pedantic translators change
it to ‘pleasing aesthetically’
Their insistence on messing up the rhythm so the tongue
falters as lines run on drives me wild with frustration, then
they insist I should reread the unmusical text lacking all
beauty as jargon and grammar rules preclude all use of
galloping rhythm and metre
It feels like they are plunging a knife in my heart when they
destroy the music in words and lines; no need for rhymes
which are infantile, my only dream is speed - cascading
breathlessly until reaching a marvellous end, an
unexpected conclusion
Why do we have to live life in an assembly line of dead
words without the sound of music filling the ears; I accept
being Not Fully Functional if meeting that requirement
means dying inside – I am still too passionate, words
always dance and sing in my heart!
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Shes Got Rhythm
Last night I went out disco dancing
Saw a foxy girl out on the floor
Shes got rhythm, shes got something I need
Shes got rhythm, shes got something I need
She came to my table, we both ordered something to drink (something to drink)
Before you know it, what do you think
The music started playin
Oo the music got us so excited
And we had to get up on our feet
Shes got rhythm, shes got something I need
Shes got rhythm, shes got something I need
The place was near closing, I offered to take her home (take her home)
But she was with someone and left me alone
But I still remember
Oo I know I never will forget her
And I hope I get to see her again.
Shes got rhythm, shes got something I need (never will forget her)
Shes got rhythm, shes got something I need (never will forget her)
Shes got rhythm, shes got something I need (never will forget her)
Shes got rhythm, shes got something I need (never will forget her)
Shes got rhythm, shes got something I need (never will forget her)
Hey hey
Hey hey
Hey hey
Never will forget her
song performed by by Beach Boys
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I think maybe chance works better in a situation like music because music exists over a period of time, and you don't maintain constantly the you can't refer back from one area to another area.
quote by Robert Rauschenberg
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Higher Plane
Wake Me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away
I want to be with you
I want to be free
I want to be connected to everyone I see
(Ohh) Ooo... everyone moving with the same emotion
(Ohh) Ooo... and he looks just like a silent word being spoken
Wake Me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away
Rhythm is my spirit
Rhythm is my speech
Rhythm is pulsating
The rhythm of the street
(Ahh) Ooo... to find myself in the still of the thunder
(Ahh) Ooo... 'til another moment passing by pulls me under... pulls me under
Wake me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away
I want to be with you
Ohhhhhhh Yeah!
Wake me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away
I want to be with you
I want to be free
I want to be connected from my heart to be beat
Beam myself in the light against the darkness
'Til your love descends and smoothes away all the harshness, all the harshness
Wake me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away
Wake me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away-ay-ay-ay-ay
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper
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We don't intend to always keep this necessarily African oriented. Originally I had hoped to have African American Indian of this area, and the Appalachian of this area, but at the same time, just as we have the Haitian room, we will always have room for another exhibit.
quote by Katherine Dunham
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We grown-up people think that we appreciate music, but if we realized the sense that an infant has brought with it of appreciating sound and rhythm, we would never boast of knowing music. The infant is music itself. In the cradle it in moving its little arms and legs in a certain rhythm. And when our music falls on the ears of an infant it is of the lowest character compared with the music it is accustomed to.
quote by Inayat Khan
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What is music?
What is music?
Music is the rhythm of the soul
Every beat, every tone, every melody
Is in sync with the natural vibe of your body
What is music?
Music is an outlet, from the everyday
It can take away the pain you feel
Or add to the excitement of a new day
What is music?
Music is something that never changes, just Evolves
Music brings people together of all ages
No matter what you believe in, music brings Common ground
What is music?
Music is my name
Music is who I am
Music is my life
Music is something that can’t be taken away
I will always and forever have MY music
poem by Jessica Cole
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I Dance..Without Music
Life is a dance which leads each one of us to the ultimate truth-Death. Here I am traveling towards my coffin, not walking but dancing. Without music, without obliged to any defined rhythm, I am inching towards it, towards my coffin. Throughout my dancing once again I am watching everything...
I am dancing without music
Dancing without definite steps
Without a rhythm and melody
Dancing towards the coffin
Daylight creeping away streets
Through the deserted ferries
Windless deserts and silence
I am dancing without music
Through colorless dreams
Through unspoken whispers
Through cemeteries
I am dancing without music
I am dancing without music
Dancing without definite steps
without a rhythm and melody
Dancing towards the coffin
Without wearing glass shoes
Without a stockings
Without feeling bleeding feet
I am dancing without music
Through burned gardens
Through spring never visited valleys
Through silence filled emptiness
I am dancing without music
I am dancing without music
Dancing without definite steps
Without a rhythm and melody
Dancing towards the coffin
poem by Raj Thampi
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Over The Top
Music :matthias jabs
Lyrics:matthias jabs
Down in the city
Where the girls look pretty
Some just like a miracle
Theyre so attractive
So hyperactive
But theyre cool and they talk cynical
Give me a chance
I dont want romance
Dont be so serious (oh nooo)
Lets get some action
Some real satisfaction
Youre so mysteroius
I cant wait any longer
Tonights the night
I want you to show me baby
Tonights the night
Now is the time, the time to go over the top
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around (over the top)
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around
Move around, around, around
Down in the city
Where the girls are pretty
Some just like a miracle
Oooh, Im on the road
Get out of control
Im losing my mind
Its time to get wild
Tonights the night
I want you to show me baby
Tonights the night
Now is the time, the time to go over the top
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around (over the top)
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around (over the top)
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around (over the top)
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around
Move around, around, around
Tonights the night
I want you to show me baby
Tonights the night
Now is the time, the time to go over the top
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around (over the top)
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around (over the top)
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around (over the top)
Youre running me down
And dont you ever stop messing around
Move around, around, around.
song performed by by Scorpions
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No, Queer Eye has a book coming out before mine, in the Spring of 2004, in which each of us has a section and we do a brief overview of our subject area.
Personally, I've found that the kind of thing that I like is going into somebody else's area and not playing their music but doing whatever I do in their area.
quote by Derek Bailey
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In My Area
I am in my area
There is nothing to dispute.
I am in my area
I can do whatever I like
Openly and in mute.
I am in my area
It is open and simple
I am in my area
I am in peace and stable.
Please do not grumble.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The rhythm of the beat
As the beats go on
I'll keep movin on
The music moves
Through my vains
I move to every beat
Watching my feet
Dance to the rhythm
To the music i hear
I close my eyes
And let my body move
Move to the beat
Thinkin of my feet
Moving to the vibes
That the music provides
The music gets loud
I dance more profounder
To the rhythm of the beat
I let my feet
Do all the dancing
To the music inside
As it flows through my vains
I let my body go insane
To the rhythm of this beat
poem by Karl Jones
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Myself with you.
You cannot stop this engine
From running
Fed as it is with the nuclear energy
Of self-determination
You cannot block this again with
Any call for kindness your face of sobriety & propriety
Sustained as it is with the pride
Of its sufficiency, this engine of life
Away from human drama this engine
Of love and belief of self
Plunges into an eternal destination
Or damnation, or whatever
This engine must go, on and on
Unstoppable unconquered unhindered
This engine I call
Myself with you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Myself with you.
You cannot stop this engine
From running
Fed as it is with the nuclear energy
Of self-determination
You cannot block this again with
Any call for kindness your face of sobriety & propriety
Sustained as it is with the pride
Of its sufficiency, this engine of life
Away from human drama this engine
Of love and belief of self
Plunges into an eternal destination
Or damnation, or whatever
This engine must go, on and on
Unstoppable unconquered unhindered
This engine I call
Myself with you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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