Jazz is the only music in which the same note can be played night after night but differently each time.
quote by Ornette Coleman
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Set The Night To Music
Set the night to music
Set the night to music
Look at all the stars tonight, look at all the moonlight
Look at us were all alone
Oh and its just like a dream, some romantic fantasy
Darling come and hold, hold me close
We could be making love
And with the slightest touch
We could, set the night to music
We could set the night to music
We could do what we want to do
Itll only take me and you, to
Set the night to music
Find a rhythm all our own, melt into it nice and slow
Love ourselves away from here
Your heart beating next to mine, perfect love in perfect time
Watch the world disappear
This moment is ours to take (this moment is ours)
And with the love we make
We could set the night to music
We could set the night to music
We could do what we want to do
Itll only take me and you, to
Set the night to music
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
This moment is ours to take (this moment is ours)
And with the love we make
We could set the night to music
We could set the night to music
We could do what we want to do
Itll only take me and you,
To set the night, set the night
Set the night to music
Set the night to music
We could set the night to music
We could set the night to music
We could set the night to music
Set the night, set the night, set the night, set the night...
song performed by by Starship
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Victor Should Have Been A Jazz Musician
I went to a concert, to see nina, simone,
The concert was over, there was still a band playing, the rap up,
The booguh played with his hands, I close my eyes, and look at him,
Victor should have been a jazz musician,
I said to myself, victor should have been a jazz musician,
I looked at his face, and I saw victor, looked at his smile, and I saw victor,
I looked at his hair, and thought,
Victor should have been a jazz musician,
Victor should have been a jazz musician,
And the people dancing on the floor, dancing on the floor, were so high,
You should have seen victor smile, you should have seen victor smile,
As they danced all the while all around on the floor, and he laughed,
Victor should have been a jazz musician,
Oh, victor should have been a jazz musician,
He was playing so nice, the jazz musician,
Ah, ah,
Hes living in a fast beat, in a city thats hot,
Telling all the latinos and puerto ricans, victor seems happy, but he doesnt even know himself, hes gotta look inside to know his first love,
Victor was a jazz musician, he was playing so nice, victor was a jazz musician, (? ) victor was a jazz musician,
Victor loves his music, he loves his music, somewhere, he plays his music, somewhere,
Victor is a jazz musician,
Jazz.
song performed by by Grace Jones
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Carry Me Away
Patrick simmons / jeffrey baxter / michael mcdonald
There was a place in east st. louis
It was in nineteen fifty nine
When they played they filled the streets with music
That lonely blue note music
That takes your cares away, far away
They packed the place when the band was playin
To get some joy from a smoke filled room
Through that door you could see the bodies swayin
The blue note band was playin
Some lonely blue note song, all night long
Oh, it carried me away, oh, carried me away
Oh, it carried me away, oh, carried me away
No place Id rather stay
If you should ever make it to st. louis
On some hot and lonely night
If you listen you can hear that blue note music
They fill the streets with music
It carries you away, far away
Oh, it carried me away, oh, carried me away
Oh, it carried me away, oh, carried me away
No place Id rather stay
song performed by by Doobie Brothers
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Old Upright Piano
For as long as I remember, when friday night came round
The family would gather out at grandpas house.
With supper over and the dishes done
It was then the best time came
At an old upright piano that only grandma played.
She played beautiful dreamer, my wild irish rose;
She never played em perfect, but there was love in every note.
Grandpa sat beside her, in harmony they sang,
At the old upright piano that only grandma played.
Grandpa was a stubborn man, they said it was his style.
Grandma called him ornery, but she said it with a smile.
Even he could not disguise the love he felt so strong;
We all could see it in his eyes when she played his favorite song.
She played beautiful dreamer, my wild irish rose;
She never played em perfect, but there was love in every note.
Grandpa sat beside her, in harmony they sang,
At the old upright piano that only grandma played.
I was almost 17 when my grandma died;
I stayed all night with grandpa; the old man never cried.
He sat at her piano, there was nothing we could say
It was the first time in my life I ever heard my grandpa play.
It wasnt beautiful dreamer or my wild irish rose
It was a song he played from memory & he never missed a note
I sat right there beside him until the morning came
What a friend we have in jesus was the only song he played.
She played beautiful dreamer, my wild irish rose;
She never played em perfect, but there was love in every note.
Grandpa sat beside her, in harmony they sang,
At the old upright piano that only grandma played.
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Day and Night The Piano Played
Day and night the piano played
Never once did the soft notes stray
Over and over on and on they played
During my short stay t
Day and night, night and day
The same soft notes were played
Never did they stray the same notes
Played again and again night and day
The music wandered and wandered
Until with me it stayed
And I began to whistle night and day
The same soft notes over and over
Again and again and again I played
poem by Brian Kilpatrick
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The Nightfly
Im lester the nightfly
Hello baton rouge
Wont you turn your radio down
Respect the seven second delay we use
So you say theres a race
Of men in the trees
Youre for tough legislation
Thanks for calling
I wait all night for calls like these
An independent station
Wjaz
With jazz and conversation
From the foot of mt. belzoni
Sweet music
Tonight the night is mine
Late line til the sun comes through the skylight
Ive got plenty of java
And chesterfield kings
But I feel like crying
I wish I had a heart like ice
Heart like ice
If you want your honey
To look super swell
You must spring for that little blue jar
Pattons kiss and tell
Kiss and tell
An independent station
Wjaz
With jazz and conversation
From the foot of mt. belzoni
Sweet music
Tonight the night is mine
Late line til the sun comes through the skylight
Youd never believe it
But once there was a time
When love was in my life
I sometimes wonder
What happened to that flame
The answers still the same
It was you, it was you
Tonight youre still on my mind
An independent station
Wjaz
With jazz and conversation
From the foot of mt. belzoni
Sweet music
Tonight the night is mine
Late line til the sun comes through the skylight
song performed by by Steely Dan
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City of Jazz (in defiance of Katrina AKA the Beast)
In the land of Blues
There once came a beast
A wild, uncaring, disparaging scourge
She tore through the soul of city of gold
She drove every household to the cold
Then came the tears
All night and all day
Flooding the streets and swelling the blue bay
Then came the snakes
Both men and green
They lashed at the people with tainted white teeth.
But the land was strong
Full of ole passion and pride
And the city of golden jazz would not give up without a fight
The struggle was hard
And the people were weary
Together the music lifted thier sad souls
The more they sang the stronger they played
And the people drove the beast, the tears, and the snakes away
After they were gone
The jeweled people all see
The city of Jazz in the land of Blues was meant to be
And the music will play in the heart of New Orleans
The city of Jazz in the land of Blues will be
poem by T.L. Taylor
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Penny Arcade
(sammy king)
A light shown in the night some way ahead, blue turned into green then it was red
And stirring the night love music played the light I saw in the night was a penny arcade
Hey step up and play each machine seemed to say,as I walked round and round the penny arcade
Just ring the bell on the big bagatelle and youll make all those colored lights cascade
And music played at the penny arcade, yes it played and it played, played all the time
Roll up and spend your last dime
At first I thought it a dream that I was in, lost, lost in a sea of glass and tin
But no, so dipping my hand in the back of my jeans I grabbed a handful of coins to feed the machine
Repeat chorus
Oh! repeat chorus
Roll up and spend your last, roll up and spend your last,
Roll up and spend your last dime
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Night-Night (Children)
Night-night moon
Night-night stars
Night-night noisy
trucks and cars.
Night-night sand box
Night-night toys
Night-night other
girls and boys.
Night-night mom
Night-night dad
Night-night Boogie Man
who's not bad.
It's time to go to sleep now,
most all my night nights said.
Night-night blankie
Night-night bed.
Solitary Night
Spending time with one of the spirits tonight.
Feeling the solitude of the night.
Together with the loneliness it brings,
Of no one to talk to at this,
Time of the night.
Oh how I feel the emptiness.
Missing the company of my friends,
At this time of the night.
Spending time with one of the spirits,
While talking about idealistic things.
Longing for their company.
The communication and argumentation,
That this kind of night brings.
Academical, social, political and practical
Subjects we do enjoy discussing about
On a night of peace and solitude.
Like this night of peace and quiet,
I long for my true friends' company.
On a night where the spirits flow,
Freely and happily.
With good country, jazz, blues and rock
Music playing on the air.
Sharing smiles and laughter at one another,
Until the dawn comes knocking down on the door.
(Sept.19,2010)
poem by Lloyd Joshua Hamada Mayangao
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Tribute To Jazz Music
TRIBUTE TO JAZZ MUSIC
I can feel its rhythm and beat,
And also its pulsating pain,
Its music flows freely,
Through my arteries and veins!
Its beats always echoes,
Through the corridors of my mind,
As I get wafted, on the wings of time!
Its music gets synchronized,
With my heart’s muffled beats,
As I try to keep time, -
With the tapping of my feet!
Each of its pulsating rhythm,
And all its background chimes,
With syncopated lilts,
Jazz remains harmonized!
The piano players dancing fingers,
Caresses a rhythmic sway,
While the Sax’s deep throated tenor,
Drives my loneliness away!
When I hear my old jazz music,
And those golden classic tunes,
I forget I am getting old,
To time I become immune!
I begin to feel like the old King Cole,
As the music tingles my mind,
An rejuvenates my soul!
- Raj Nandy
- New Delhi
(Being a lover of classical Jazz, I had written
this poem as a tribute!)
Serious Music
(words by john oates
Music by john oates, george bizet)
To play to get rich
And die baroque is wrong
If you write a song for god
Will he sing along
While rows of robot symphonies read on
Is that the way you wanted it played
Manuscripted memories
Sound with no electricity
Concentration line on the face of serious music
Manuscripted memories
Sound but no electricity
Concentration lines on the face of serious music
You brought a bit of jazz to the concert hall
But you wont hear violins at the darkies ball
Your rhapsody in blue will outlive us all
I wish I was there the night you played it
Manuscripted memories
Sound with no electricity
Concentration line on the face of serious music
Manuscripted memories
Sound but no electricity
Concentration lines on the face of serious music
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Enter Jazz
In the past few weeks
(1995, I think)
A whole field of music
Has knocked on my door.
Jazz has made my acquaintance.
Jazz who has always before
Seemed so stale, so staid,
So stuck in a groove
Sometime back in the thirties,
Jazz now emerges
As the most delightful companion.
I first noticed
My new friend
On the Voice of America,
A sudden lightness of spirit
Lighting up my room
Through the transistor radio.
Then Nancy, Carolyn's mum in Ferny Creek,
Turned out to be a jazz fan
With a collection of cassettes,
And I abandoned myself
To jazz's invitation
To dance,
Easy, free-flowing steps
Up and down
The lounge-room carpet.
Last night
The friendship firmed further:
In the E.G. Guide
Was listed a jazz trio
Which they claimed could be heard
At the Albert Park Hotel
Not far away.
The trio swelled to seven or eight musicians
As the evening unfolded
And I drank in the rhythms
Of what a chat with their apparent leader, Bill,
Revealed was traditional jazz
In the Chicago style,
So sweet, so gentle, so softly swinging.
Jazz took my arm
And smiled.
I have a new friend.
poem by Peter Elliott
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Dark Night
Night dark but your lies were darker
Night cruel but your love more crueler
Night all alone yet better than your absent minded with me
Night was the time i gave my whole to you
Night was the time you slapped my face
Night was the day you pushed me to the door.
Night was the time you abused me
Night was the time you slit my tongue
Night was the time the moon refuses to smile at us
Night was the time i lost you
Night was the time you left me all in the rain
Night was the time i cry you a river
Night under the tree you promise me your undying love
Night was the time you bid me goodbye
Night was the time you threw a stone into my glassy world.
poem by Blessing Ekpe
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Differently
Wish you told me by and by,
That my life would come to this,
That I'd have to find a way
to let things go,
That my friends would turn to foes,
And my love would come to blows,
Then I would have done some things
differently.
Differently...
I would ask you out every night.
Differently...
And I would make you feel so good.
Differently...
And appreciate the things that
you bring to me, babe.
Differently...
Oh yes I would, oh yeah.
Yeah, I know you tried and tried,
But your signal I just missed,
When you said my little girl
would soon be gone,
Yes I didn't hear you then,
And it might be too late now,
That's another thing I'd do
differently.
Differently...
Like trying to make you feel
loved every day.
Differently...
And saying little things to
let you know how I feel.
Differently...
Yes I can hear your young
voice calling me, babe.
Differently...
Oh yes I can.
When I 'm away I call you up,
And you don't seem to miss me as much,
But I know our love
is still there in your heart,
Just differently.
Differently...
Oh yes, I can hear your young
voice calling me, babe.
Differently...
Oh yes I can.
Differently...
I'd appreciate the things that you
bring to me babe, yes I would.
Differently...
Oh come on back to me babe,
bring your love back to me.
Differently...
Oh yeah I need your love,
I need your love.
Differently...
Yes I can tell you babe,
I need your love.
Differently...
Today is a brand new day, yes it is.
Differently...
Got to get your love back, babe,
come on now bring it back to me.
Differently...
Turn it around babe, turn it
around and bring it back.
Differently...
Yeah, yeah, oh yeah, got to get
your love back, come on babe.
Differently...
Yeah I can hear your young
voice calling me babe.
Differently...
Come on back to me, come on back,
yeah yeah, turn it around.
Differently...
Oh yes I can, yes I can.
Differently.
song performed by by Neil Young
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I love music, I love all kinds of music, particularly jazz. Jazz is an extension of America. There's no other country in the world that could have produced jazz.
quote by Jon Huntsman, Jr.
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I Hear Her Playing Music
I hear her playing music
In her room alone at night
She just moved in a month ago
She isn't gonna play the game
I though she'd smile
And come on slow
I still don't even know her name
She must like being lonely
Got no time for anyone
But I hear her play that stereo
Right through to the rising sun
I hear her playing music
In her room alone all night
Through the day she's so elusive
Staying safe and out of sight
If you say hello she lets it go
Cool and so polite
And I hear her playing music
In her room alone at night
Baby are you sad and lonely
Or did somebody do you wrong
'Cause I know that you need only
Look my way
And they'll play our song
And I love your nightly music
But you can't keep playing through
'Cause I'm having trouble sleeping
And when I do I dream of you
I thought I'd try and break the freeze
And win her heart with harmony
So I answered back
And played a stack of my favorite CD's
But she just doesn't hear me
Doesn't have a word to say
So I stay awake and turn it up
Hoping she'll look out my way
I hear her playing music
In her room alone at night
Through the day she's so elusive
Staying safe and out of sight
If you say hello she lets it go
Cool and so polite
And I hear her playing Dave Koz
In her room alone at night
In her room alone at night
Baby are you sad and lonely
Baby won't you tell me your name
I'm in my room alone at night
You're in your room alone at night
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Jazz night dream
Jazz night blue light
Some Joe's hazy bliss
Our first crazy kiss
As cool sounds drift out to the street.
Our eyes make love whenever they meet.
Your hand that rests in mine
That sax, both chill my spine.
Jazz night two wilting flowers
Smooch in the wee small hours
That great Miles Davies number
Rescues us from slumber.
Two cool cats on the town
Badder than Leeroy Briwn.
No reason for one more drink
No reason for us to think.
Jazz night starlight gives way to a misty dawn
Is this where the blues were born?
Where purest hearts were torn
And the warmth of Ella's voice
Then our lips touch like a feather
Now our hearts just have no choice
Guess we're in for stormy weather.
Jazz night, blue light
Will stay inside our head
We'll lay in love in bed with secret words all said.
Wrapped in rapture, then calm- our satiated bliss
The coolest night of charm
Could only end like this.
poem by Kevin East
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Lord of the Music
Lord of the Music
Some people tried to learn
the music they have heard
Others started to study its cord
but still it wouldn’t play
for their heads were so busy
rearranging the harmony
for their hearts were overwhelmed by the music
but they couldn’t get the melody
for they were preoccupied
adding notes and putting new words,
Some people are just too intelligent
directing the music and change its meaning;
Others put the music into category
to produce divided theory
of the Lord who started the legacy
of chorus who sung with him night and day;
of the Lord of the music himself played
to show the only way;
of the Lord who danced during
and the final performance on that day
Note:
(Cebu City, Philippines 2004)
The “Lord of the Music” is all about the story of Jesus’s life (refer to the four gospels recorded in the Bible) .
poem by Jordan Legaspi
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Get Right
You lookin' just a little too hard at me
Standin' just a little too close to me
You sayin' 'Not quite enough to me
You sippin' just a little too slow for me
No doubt you're playin' real cool homey
Got me thinkin' what is it you do for me
Trippin' (trippin') a little more than I should be
So let yourself go and get right with me!
Chorus:
I'm about to sign you up
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right
We can get right, get right
We can get right
I'm about to fill your cup
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right, tonight
We can get right
Your lips talkin' about I play too much
Can't a woman take advantage of what she wants?
My hips movin' oh so slow (so slow)
Bar tab lookin' like a car note (car note)
All I need is you here right by my side
Take whatever you want baby let's ride
And whatever you want you let me decide
Just put your name on the dotted line
I'm about to sign you up
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right
We can get right, get right
We can get right
I'm about to fill your cup
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right, tonight
We can get right
So much we got to say, but so little time
And if tonight ain't long enough, don't leave love behind
Baby take my hand I'll show you why
I'm about to sign you up
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right
We can get right, get right
We can get right
I'm about to fill your cup
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right, tonight
We can get right
I'm about to sign you up
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right
We can get right, get right
We can get right
I'm about to fill your cup
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right, tonight
We can get right
I'm about to sign you up
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right
We can get right, get right
We can get right
I'm about to fill your cup
We can get right before the night is up
We can get right, get right
song performed by by Jennifer Lopez
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