In your eyes I am complete.
I like the touch and the smell of all the pretty dresses you wear.
Three dot, a trinity, a way to map the universe, three dot.
Concerning iTunes, the deals have mainly been done with the record companies. But the artists, with some exceptions, haven't been very well-represented. This is partly because the record companies have largely been copyright owners.
With no guilt and no shame, no sorrow or blame. Whatever it is, we are all the same.
All of the buildings, all of those cars Were once just a dream In somebodys head.
I love 5.1. Sometimes you can't squeeze everything in comfortably into a stereo picture. There is a lot more space in a 5.1 environment.
Dream big and surround yourself with brilliance, even if you end up dressed up like a flower or a sexually transmitted disease.
Did you think that your feet had been bound By what gravity brings to the ground? Did you feel you were tricked By the future you picked? Well, come on down
Without a word / without my pride / I reach out from the inside
I think another thing is that we don't really want exclusivity. We accept that it is in the artist's interest to be on sale in every place where they sell music.
Whenever we defend democracy we find oil.
One doubt, one voice, one war, one truth, one dream....
Holding still for a moment, what a moment this is, Oh for a moment of forgetting, a moment of bliss
Yeah, in the digital world, it is so much easier to put stuff out without a great deal of paraphernalia and fanfare.
I stood in this unsheltered place, 'til I could see the face behind the face.
Once the flames begin to catch the wind will blow it higher, oh Biko, Biko.
The outside world is black and white with only one color dead.
The earthly power sucks shadowed milk from sleepy tears undone, from nippled skin as smooth as silk the bugles blown as one.
Having lots of people talking highly of you and respecting your art and your work, this is one of the best feelings that you can have.
With this darkness all around me, I like to be liked. In this emptiness and fear, I want to be wanted. Cause I love to be loved.
Fear, she's the mother of violence.
The dream is a world in which anyone who has anything bad happen to them has a chance of getting their story uploaded, being seen, being watched.
I get lost, sometimes. Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart.
At the heart, it is world music that I do. It's all connections. Ultimately, we're all connected.
The rhythm is below me, the rhythm of the heat. The rhythm is around me, the rhythm has control. The rhythm is inside me, the rhythm has my soul.
You can blow out a candle, but you can't blow out a fire.
I look at the time with you to keep me awake and alive.
Artists everywhere steal mercilessly all the time and I think this is healthy.
One thing that really appeals to me is this idea of music being a living thing that has an evolution that, in a way, enables the artist to sell a process rather than a piece of product.
Those of us who have the eyes and ears of the media have a responsibility to amplify the voices of the voiceless.
Music is a spiritual doorway its power comes from the fact that it plugs directly into the soul, unlike a lot of visual art or textual information that has to go through the more filtering processes of the brain.
Self-conscious, uncertain, I'm showered by the dust. But the spirit enters into me and I submit to trust.
Deadlines are things that we pass through on the way to finishing.
I hold the line, the line of strength that pulls me from the fear.
In your eyes I see the doorway to a thousand churches.
Whenever there's a camera around, a video or film camera, it's a great deal harder for those in power to bury the story.
Words, they climb all over you/'Til they uncover you From where you hide.
Surround yourself with brilliance.
Music is a spiritual doorway. ... Its power comes from the fact that It plugs directly into the soul.
From the pain comes the dream. From the dream comes the vision. From the vision come the people. From the people comes the power. From this power come the change.
People have the strength to overcome their bodies. Their beauty is in their minds.
It's only in uncertainty that we're naked and alive.
We've got to get in to get out.
Watch out for music. It should come with a health warning. It can be dangerous. It can make you feel so alive, so connected to the people around you, and connected to what you really are inside. And it can make you think that the world should, and could, be a much better place. And just occasionally, it can make you very, very happy.
In your eyes the light the heat in your eyes I am complete in your eyes I see the doorway to a thousand churches in your eyes the resolution of all the fruitless searches in your eyes I see the light and the heat in your eyes oh, I want to be that complete I want to touch the light, the heat I see in your eyes
Everybody nose dive, hold your breath, count to five. Back slap, booby trap, cover it up in bubble wrap. Room shake, earth quake, find a way to stay awake. It's going to blow, it's going to break, this is more than I can take.
I try when I'm writing to fill my head and my ears with all sorts of stuff and then let it settle and filter through. At a certain point it seems like fruitless activity because you're taking a lot of time and not seeming to get anything. And then, slowly, you realize you've actually digested elements and that your thinking is being freed up and the way you build up compositions is changed as a result of what you've been listening to.
I think it is the weak and the young and the minorities that you need to look after to get a healthy creative environment - to get a lot of choices, a lot of different styles of music, a lot experimental stuff that everyone else feeds off.
To keeping silence I resigned My friends would think I was a nut Turning water into wine Open doors would soon be shut So I went from day to day Though my life was in a rut 'Til I thought of what I'd say Which connection I should cut
I think one of the things about writing in the studio is that the song hasn't matured, if you like, so quite often the vocals are early attempts. Whereas once you've taken it out on the road a bit, you learn more about a song.
Climbing up on Solsbury Hill I could see the city light Wind was blowing, time stood still Eagle flew out of the night He was something to observe Came in close, I heard a voice Standing stretching every nerve I had to listen, had no choice
The UN Declaration of Human Rights laid down what any person might reasonably expect, yet there are remarkably few people who enjoy these rights. With cameras in the hands of activists and meaningful distribution of those images, we will witness what really goes on in this world and hopefully want to change it.
I was introduced to lots of great music through my local record store. It was a place where people knew music and they knew me, and could make great suggestions and discoveries. Whether it is in the physical world or on-line, the value of a great and knowledgeable record store has not gone away
When we started OD2 in 1999, we were really expecting to work more with independents and so on because the major labels were spending millions on their own Pressplay and equivalents online, which haven't been very successful.
