Quotes about pianist, page 4
The collective conscience of a hundred musicians is no light burden. Think for a moment of what it would mean to a pianist if by some miracle every key of his instrument should suddenly become a living thing.
quote by Charles Munch
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When I was studying... there weren't any black concert pianists. My choices were intuitive, and I had the technique to do it. People have heard my music and heard the classic in it, so I have become known as a black classical pianist.
quote by Nina Simone
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In jazz, you listen to what the bass player is doing and what the drummer is doing, what the pianist and the guitarist is doing, and then you play something that compliments that, so you are thinking simultaneously and thinking ahead.
quote by David Amram
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I was going to be a concert pianist, and when I was in high school, my parents were scared to death that I would focus too much on that too soon. And that I'd end up in some sort of dead end, and not fulfilling whatever potential they thought I had.
quote by David Hyde Pierce
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The Changes In Her Life
SHE used to sing and dance
play the piano and strum the guitar
and fiddle the violin,
NOW, she is changed
she second fiddles with violence.
she drums the guitar, she pays the pianist.
she hates to sing and detests any dance.
AFTER, he was gone.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Timeline Of Cosmological Theories Or Sloan Great Wall
On the top of a hill
Tornado of petals
Your wrist
Your elbow
Your ankle
Your distal phalanges
Travelplan
Brooklyn Heights
On a bottom of strings
A harp
Your breath
In the back seat
By the light of the moon
Like a mirror of water
Your wisdom teeth
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poem by Nicolas Grenier
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A Celebrated Accident
Celebrated Accident
Beautiful rainbow over the valley
I saw a man climb up its bow only
to disappear in a symphony of
colours. When the rainbow paled
the man fell to earth. He is now a
famous pianist and plays popular
music for an adoring audience,
wears a multi coloured tie and sits
in a wheelchair
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Pianists Heaven
A piano in the background
playing
A pianist in his heaven
in which I shall never step foot
I know no feeling of heaven
nor of a kingdom to believe in
This piano shall be forgotten
but its player will not
He will play his way to his heaven
and shall not be forgotten
nor shall I forget him
nor shall his piano
poem by Andrew Westermann
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Widow Pianist
Two hours before existence
He struck mindlessly
Lashing out, trying blindly
With ears bolted
From the contoured melody
And lips busy
In a genocide
A banshee fritters away
With the pressing of
His stale scrawny fingers
In a somnolent levity
Teeming with apprehension
And siphoned of tranquility
I am not a widow pianist.
How can I endure this?
poem by Norman Santos
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Sing To Knees Now
.
backyard empty
clothesline silk slip,
one pin down,
dip shyly in brick shadow
pornographic breezes
I sing to my knees now.
when did I marry Lonely?
can't recall but fell kid-hard
beyond Manhattan Bridge
sudden heat lightening
a good night with cool rain
old vinyl Nyro
needle scratches
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poem by Warren Falcon
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