I'm kind of a one-note at a time, one finger keyboard player.
quote by Matt Sharp
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I'm basically a cocktail jazz kind of pianist. I'll be the first to admit that I'm not a very good keyboard player. People think I think I'm good. I think I'm a very poor piano player.
quote by Ray Manzarek
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I've always been into guitars... we want to put keyboards on, but keyboard players don't look cool onstage, they just keep their heads down. There has never been a cool keyboard player, apart from Elton John.
quote by Noel Gallagher
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At the beginning of this album I discovered the computer and had great fun playing with the thing. And I realized that, not being a good keyboard player, I could write things in very small sections, give them a certain feel and mess about with bends on the keyboard.
The Piano Tuner’s Wife
That note comes clear, like water running clear,
Then the next higher note, and up and up
And more and more, with now and then a chord,
The highest notes like tapping a tile with a hammer,
Now and again an arpeggio, a theme
As if the keyboard spoke to the one key,
Saying, No interval is exactly true,
And the note whines slightly and then truly sings.
She sits on the sofa reading a book she has brought,
A ray of sunlight on her white hair.
She is here because he is blind. She drives.
It is almost a platitude to say
That she leads him from piano to piano.
And this continues for about an hour,
Building bridges from both sides of the void,
Coasting the chasms of the harmonies.
And in conclusion,
When there is no more audible dissent,
He plays his comprehensive keyboard song,
The loud proud paradigm,
The one work of art without content.
poem by Karl Shapiro
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Willow Is A Player
Willow is a player
She's got me goin' crazy (crazy)
She's got me wrapped around her finger
She's got me goin' out of my mind (playin' all the time)
Willow is a player
She's got me goin' crazy (crazy)
She's got me wrapped around her finger
She's got me goin' out of my mind (playin' all the time)
Everytime I see her can't help but to smile (smile smile)
And everytime I touch her (touch her) she make me feel like a child (feel like a child)
She got me locked up
Got me locked - locked up
I do just about anything (anything) to stay on her good side (uoh uoh)
And when she want something (something) from me she won't be denied
Can't even go shopping (shopping) without buying her a gift
Every eye tied to her as she steps out the crib (steps out the crib)
She keeps me up all night (night) on my knees as I pray (pray)
Cause I can't sleep till (sleep till) I know she's okay
She got me locked up
Got me locked - locked up
Willow is a player
She's got me goin' crazy (crazy)
She's got me wrapped around her finger
She's got me goin' out of my mind (playin' all the time)
Willow is a player
She's got me goin' crazy (crazy)
She's got me wrapped around her finger
She's got me goin' out of my mind (playin' all the time)
I saw another man hold her
Just a friendly hello
I know it was nothing (nothing) but he took to long to let go (i think you better let her go)
Ow
Let my girl (girl) - girl (girl) go (go)
I try to be tough though (so strong)
Sometimes she makes me so mad (so mad)
Her eyes like diamonds (diamonds) make me forget she's so bad (she's so bad)
She's my angel (angel)
This world she's not of
Sent from the upstairs (upstairs)
Taught me that new kind of love (love love love)
I can't tell y'all (don't understand) what she means in my life (the world to me)
What make it so crazy (crazy)
song performed by by Will Smith from Born To Reign
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So, I really don't consider myself a fabulous keyboard player.
So in one sense you don't have the classic keyboard player in Yes.
quote by Billy Sherwood
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The Anesthetizing Rhythm of Spreadsheet Amnesia
There's blood pouring on my keyboard.
I've picked the scabs covering my finger nails,
Exposing the meat beneath them,
And releasing…
I'm letting the dead skin cells collate
On the touchpad, my finger print
Being worn away as I rub the cursor
Over it.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Even though there are some great keyboard players on the album, there are a number of songs with no keyboard on them and the backing is all guitar oriented. This is first time I've ever done this actually.
quote by Lee Ritenour
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I do love using keyboards and I love writing keyboard parts, but I am not a player in the true sense of the word.
Uttering a word is like striking a note on the keyboard of the imagination.
quote by Ludwig Wittgenstein
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I Can't Put My Finger On It
[chanting]
Is it alive, does it writhe
Can it survive under the sun?
I can't put my finger on it
Is it green, is it red
Is it alive or is it dead
I can't put my finger on it
Scathe with a lathe
All the days in the past
I can't put my finger on it
Is it brown, is it white
Is it really outta sight
I can't put my finger on it
Do you know what i'm saying?
Do you know what i'm saying, people?
Can it squeal, does it squirm
If it's fresh will it burn?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it fly, will it try
If the wings are still wet?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it heal, is it real
Can it feel the threads of time?
I can't put my finger on it
Does it glow, will it shine
Does it leave a trail of slime
I can't put my finger on it
I tell you one time...
Are you surprised when i touch the dwarf inside?
(repeat three times)
(repeat first verse)
Ha ha ha...oh yeah, oh yeah!
song performed by by Ween
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Street Player
Ill never forget those aimless years
Street sounds swirling through my mind
Trouble was often in the air
So we fought to forget our despair
Im a street player
And Ill play you a song
cause you know, my heart & soul
Will carry, carry on
Carry on
Carry on
Carry on
City lifes the only way
Street corners and billiard halls was our home away
Lessons learned still help me today
Im a street player
Ive seen it all
Hitmen, thieves and many a brawl
But as you see I still stand tall
It was such a small space in time
I never knew that I would find
A musical path for all to see
Anxiety into ecstacy
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
Ive seen it all
Hitmen, thieves and many a brawl
But as you see I still stand tall
It was such a small space in time
I never knew that I would find
A musical path for all to see
Anxiety into ecstacy
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
song performed by by Chicago
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Like The Breeze, Like A Storm
I ain’t easy to live with
Some say it’s bloody hard
My life’s a keyboard
And sometimes a guitar
I’ve lived every note from the heart
Without love, life is empty
Like the clear blue sky, sometimes you need a little rain
Take my heart, take it empty,
Fill it with your love, then give it back again
And in return I’ll touch you like the breeze and ravish you like a storm
I ain’t easy to live with
Some say it’s bloody hard
My life’s a keyboard
And sometimes a guitar
I’ve lived every note from the heart
Without thoughts, you are empty
Like the bird that flies, sometimes you need the earth
Take my mind, take it empty,
Fill it with everything, give it birth and everything you have come to know
And in return I’ll touch you like the breeze and ravish you like a storm
Each dropp of water that falls to the ground
Makes it’s own unique sound
Each star that flickers deep into the night
Send a note of pure delight
Without love, life is empty
Like the clear blue sky, sometimes you need a little rain
Take my heart, take it empty,
Fill it with your love, then give it back again
And in return I’ll touch you like the breeze and ravish you like a storm
I ain’t easy to live with
Some say it’s bloody hard
My life’s a keyboard
And sometimes a guitar
I’ve lived every note from the heart
Copyright Colin Coplin 2010 / 20111
poem by Colin Coplin
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Can't Put My Finger On It
Is it alive, does it writhe
Can it survive under the sun?
I can't put my finger on it.
Is it green, is it red
Is it alive or is it dead
I can't put my finger on it
Scathe with a lathe
All the days in the past
I can't put my finger on it
Is it brown, is it white
Is it really outta sight
I can't put my finger on it
Can it squeal, does it squirm
If it's fresh will it burn?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it fly, will it try
If the wings are still wet?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it heal, is it real
Can it feel the threads of time?
I can't put my finger on it
Does it glow, will it shine
Does it leave a trail of slime
I can't put my finger on it
Are you surprised when I touch the dwarf inside?
(Repeat three times)
(Repeat first verse
song performed by by Ween
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There's a clip where he had someone miming me running around from keyboard to keyboard. Oh dear, I am sure a lot of people didn't know what he was going on about.
quote by Keith Emerson
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You are talking to a man who can only play a plastic keyboard. Give me anything weighted and I've had it. I haven't got the strength in my fingers to push them down. So I don't get a lot of expression on the keyboard.
Being the Player
Doesn't it seem kind of funny
That we always want to be the player
The one that's in the action
The one that's in the spotlight
Doesn't it seem kind of funny
That we ca solve all the problems
From the outside obseving
What the other people are doing
But we don't seem to jump in
To solve all the problems
Because we may find out
What being the player is all about
poem by Jerry Abrahamson
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When I get the record, all it will make me is the player with the most hits. I'm also the player with the most at bats and the most outs. I never said I was a greater player than Cobb.
Never charge a player and, above all, no pointing your finger or yelling.
quote by Ford Frick
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