Besides the two Christmas things we've got a about a dozen new tracks we're working on.
No one ever found wisdom without also being a fool. Writers alas have to be fools in public while the rest of the human race can cover its tracks.
It's sad something coming to an end. It cracks you open in a way - cracks you open to feeling.
Measurements of the specific ionization of both the positive and negative particles by counting the number of droplets per unit length along the tracks showed the great majority of both the positive and negative particles to possess unit electric charge.
I've programmed myself musically to come up with love-feeling tracks that are romantic sexy but classy all in one. And that's the challenge. Once I create that music then the lyrical content starts to come - you know the stories and things like that.
I started writing rhymes first and then put it to the music. I figured out I could lock it to the beat better if I heard the music first. I like to get a lot of tracks put the track up and let the music talk to me about what it's about.
As far as writing I like watching bad movies. Nothing stops me in my tracks more than watching a great film like 'The Godfather' or 'Dog Day Afternoon' or 'The Graduate.' You watch one of those and you never want to write again. Whereas with bad movies it makes you think If that counts I certainly could write.
I hope to refine music study it try to find some area that I can unlock. I don't quite know how to explain it but it's there. These can't be the only notes in the world there's got to be other notes some place in some dimension between the cracks on the piano keys.
How disappointment tracks the steps of hope.
I've always thought my soundtracks do pretty good because they're basically professional equivalents of a mix tape I'd make for you at home.
Happiness for you we walk on a knife edge. To the eyes you are a flickering light to the feet thin ice that cracks and so may no one touch you who loves you.
We had times in '66 and '67 when we would pick up a platoon of privates out of the receiving barracks the week before we even graduated the platoon that we were on!
It is wonderful how much time good people spend fighting the devil. If they would only expend the same amount of energy loving their fellow men the devil would die in his own tracks of ennui.
Neither a wise man nor a brave man lies down on the tracks of history to wait for the train of the future to run over him.
Laying tracks gives you freedom without being too obvious.
And on a Canadian set everybody is equal. You get paid the same. You live together in barracks. You have a communal kitchen. You buy and cook your own food.
Sometimes I like to play the soundtracks to famous musicals so we can all sing along. South Pacific is one of my favorites. Our neighbors must hate us.