I sometimes ponder on variation form and it seems to me it ought to be more restrained, purer.
quote by Johannes Brahms
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I frequently compose out the entire metric structure of a piece in modified cyclic form, where each cyclic revolution undergoes some form of 'variation' much as if measure lengths were concrete musical 'material.'
quote by Brian Ferneyhough
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The spoken form is in fact a very restrained representation of what is possible in the musical language.
quote by Robert Fripp
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PoppyCat
Inquisitive nature, that cat.
How very curious,
How simply luxurious.
Where is the well that your questions
come from, that they never cease
even while you rest,
Cat?
You ponder and feel your way
Even as you rest you get your way.
You ponder as I ponder Cat.
we aimlessly wander.
On Every Corner
Keith Knudsen, Zeke Zirngiebel
Hollamule Music (ASCAP) / ZCreatures Music (BMI)
Brother, you've fallen far behind.
What is it that's on your mind?
Sister, oh how do you decide?
What do you see through your clouded eyes?
On every corner I turn to,
Some variation of "help me please,"
Can't pretend I don't see you there.
How should I feel?
Brother, you've fallen to your knees.
What do your children need?
The distance is never out of reach,
There's only inches between you and me.
On every corner I turn to,
Some variation of "help me please,"
Can't pretend I don't see you there.
How should I feel?
Hey, mister, well I'm lookin' your way, you know
I wouldn't ask if things weren't like they were today.
Count up the corners of 'em, add up the dollars for 'em.
Hey, mister, well I'm lookin' your way, you know,
Ten thousand of 'em all over town.
I wouldn't ask if things weren't like they were today,
But is it really helpin', whatever I do?
Hey, mister, well I'm lookin' at you, you know
Will I feel good about it, will I feel a fool?
I hate to beg, 'cause I feel like such a fool?
On every corner I turn to,
Some variation of "help me please,"
Can't pretend I don't see you there.
How should I feel?
Guest Artists:
George Hawkins, Jr. - Bass
Chris Thompson - Background Vocals
song performed by by Doobie Brothers
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Owing to this struggle for life, any variation, however slight and from whatever cause proceeding, if it be in any degree profitable to an individual of any species, in its infinitely complex relations to other organic beings and to external nature, will tend to the preservation of that individual, and will generally be inherited by its offspring. The offspring, also, will thus have a better chance of surviving, for, of the many individuals of any species which are periodically born, but a small number can survive. I have called this principle, by which each slight variation, if useful, is preserved, by the term of Natural Selection, in order to mark its relation to man's power of selection.
quote by Charles Darwin
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Color-blind
Have you ever stopped to think and wonder,
Just how you would react, if your face,
Was of a different color, and ponder,
What if I came from a different race? Would I still harbor a prejudice,
And be concerned about someone's root,
If fate had rolled a different dice,
What if the shoe embraced a different foot? Our life stems from a heart that's red,
Symbolic of our love and friendship,
Regardless of the race, or how bred,
An undeniable biological relationship. So tell me why, some humans think,
Their is a difference or variation,
When shades or tints are quite distinct,
And think they are an aberration? All acts of love, and charity,
We must admit and assuredly confess,
That there is certainly no disparity,
Because the soul and spirit are colorless. But one thing certain, and that's for sure,
And I will bet my very last dollar,
The golden rule will always endure,
And the Gates of Heaven
will never depend on color.
poem by Floyd Hildebrand
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1974
We were young,
And none of us know quite what to say,
But the feeling moved
Among us in silence anyway.
Slowly we had made
Quite a change--
Somewhere we had crossed a big line.
Down upon our knees,
We had tasted holy wine,
And no one could sway us
In a life time.
Purer than the sky,
Behind the rain.
Falling down all around us,
Calling out from a boundless love.
Love had lit a fire;
We were the flame.
Burning into the darkness,
Shining out from inside us.
Not a word.
And no one had to say we were changed.
Nothing else we lived through
Would ever be same the same,
Knowing the truth
That we had gained.
Purer than the sky,
Behind the rain.
Falling down all around us,
Calling out from a boundless love.
Love had lit a fire;
We were the flame.
Burning into the darkness,
Shining out from inside us.
Stay with me.
Make it ever new,
So time will not undo,
As the years go by,
How I need to see
Thats still me.
Falling down all around us,
Calling out from a boundless love.
Yeah....
Burning into the darkness,
Shining out from inside us.
Purer than the sky,
Behind the rain.
Falling down all around us,
Calling out from a boundless love.
Love has lit a fire;
I am the flame.
Burning into the darkness,
Shining out from inside us.
Purer than the sky,
Behind the rain.
Falling down all around us,
Calling out from a boundless love. (ohh....)
Love has lit a fire;
I am the flame.
Burning into the darkness,
Shining out from inside us.
Purer than the sky,
Behind the rain.
Falling down all around us,
Calling out from a boundless love.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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The Queen
I have named you queen.
There are taller than you, taller.
There are purer than you, purer.
There are lovelier than you, lovelier.
But you are the queen.
When you go through the streets
No one recognizes you.
No one sees your crystal crown, no one looks
At the carpet of red gold
That you tread as you pass,
The nonexistent carpet.
And when you appear
All the rivers sound
In my body, bells
Shake the sky,
And a hymn fills the world.
Only you and I,
Only you and I, my love,
Listen to me.
poem by Pablo Neruda
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The War
There is a sound of thunder afar,
Storm in the south that darkens the day,
Storm of battle and thunder of war,
Well, if it do not roll our way.
Form! form! Riflemen form!
Ready, be ready to meet the storm!
Riflemen, riflemen, riflemen form!
Be not deaf to the sound that warns!
Be not gull'd by a despot's plea!
Are figs of thistles or grapes of thorns?
How should a despot set men free?
Form! form! Riflemen form!
Ready, be ready to meet the storm!
Riflemen, riflemen, riflemen form!
Let your Reforms for a moment go,
Look to your butts and make good aims.
Better a rotten borough or so,
Than a rotten fleet or a city of flames!
Form! form! Riflemen form!
Ready, be ready to meet the storm!
Riflemen, riflemen, riflemen form!
Form, be ready to do or die!
Form in freedom's name and the Queen's!
True, that we have a faithful ally,
But only the devil knows what he means!
Form! form! Riflemen form!
Ready, be ready to meet the storm!
Riflemen, riflemen, riflemen form!
poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson
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A Sparrow's Thoughts.... (Number Six)
you can send the lie in the form
of the unemployment check, in the
form of food stamps, in the form
of Medicaid, in the form of new
policies, in the form of charity...
but the truth is you dont give a damn
until you are willing to share all
you have with fairness, until you're
willing to put your shoulders to the
load, until you're willing to get
involved in the work of equality!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Yadu
Trees cover her
in red lured by
the skirts in Prague.
There is grass that
grows: (while sharks mourn
the larks of some vermilion lips)
high-heels. They stir
waters. Birds. When
the turn of cars
stops the parting
of punk pink people she recalls Dad:
how he would curl
by the world's need
of blurbs on dark
skies and stars-walk
the park with wide open umbrellas.
Lesbian. Sir,
she's a girl lo-
ver. Blurts out far
from Father who,
stopped fishing. Since Fish don't talk. Awful.
*(a variation of the Burmese poetry form)
poem by Afrodita Nikolova
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Man Of Action
You got all the time in the world
You count the minutes like beads on a string
Open the floor for a little debate
While you sit and watch the rug unravelling
You got a message from the weather man
Youre looking for a thumb when theres a hole to fill
Who bites the bullet?
Man of action will
Call me. have gun. will travel.
Think about it, ponder on that
If you cant make that move, man of action will
Think about it, ponder on this
With a fist or a kiss
Ill put your dreams in action
Pressures building up and down the line
You see the difference in the smallest thing
Put a new tape in your message machine
Hit the shelters til you see what change will bring
Sometimes justice seems a fragile thing
You paralyze it with a lack of will
Trade in your karma
Man of action will
Call the avenging angel
Think about it, ponder on this
If you cant make that move, man of action will
Think about it, ponder on that
Time to cut through the fat
I am your first reaction
Someones got to push it on
Someones got to shake it on
Someones got to take it on
Man of action will
song performed by by Utopia
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We Are Into This
it is not just an ordinary
swim on
shallow waters where
our heels
are attacked and
we are not
a bit bothered about
any possible
consequences,
we are into this
form of art, where we expose
a face and at the same time
cover
our eyes and nose
and keep on saying
that we are
unafraid to be
finally our own making
a sculpture of ourselves
in words and
images,
we are into this
not as adept as a magician
removing a rabbit from
a black hat
until such time that
our audience who are children by
heart
finds this art
so cheap and no as amusing
as what we used to be
doing
what they have not ever seen
because
we keep them
sealed, tight lipped,
vacuum,
restrained, cool, civilized,
and unhealthy.
we are into this,
tell me, what is this really?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pain
Don't decry the loss
With tears of pain
When you can't leave
Well enough
Alone
And tomorrow
You'd do
A variation
Of the same.
poem by Vince Gullaci
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Evolution thus is merely contingent on certain processes articulated by Darwin: variation and selection.
quote by Ernst Mayr
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The interaction of the variation in our genes is what's responsible for lots of our attributes and vigor.
quote by Walter Gilbert
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I think the crucial thing in the writing career is to find what you want to do and how you fit in. What somebody else does is of no concern whatever except as an interesting variation.
quote by James A. Michener
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After every movie, I always kick myself for the same things-didn't do enough, not enough variation, not enough interesting choices, too bland.
quote by Robin Wright Penn
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I have called this principle, by which each slight variation, if useful, is preserved, by the term of Natural Selection.
quote by Charles Robert Darwin
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If you look at music, you see theme, variation, you see symmetry, asymmetry, you see structure, and these are related to skills in the real world.
quote by Dave Van Ronk
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