Everything is good as it comes from the hands of the Maker of the world, but degenerates once it gets into the hands of man
The people who are making money are the ones who are writing and singing their own songs.
What has worked before is never as good as something that has never been tried before, even if it doesn't work.
We as songwriters are in the same position as a professional fisherman. Our fishing grounds are kind of fished out.
Even if chords are simple, they should rub. They should have dissonances in them. I've always used a lot of alternate bass lines, suspensions, widely spaced voicings. Dfferent textures to get very warm chords. Sometimes you're setting up strange chords by placing a chord in front of it that's going to set it off like a diamond in a gold band. It's not just finding interesting chords, it's how you sequence them, like stringing together pearls on a string. . . . Interesting chords will compel interesting melodies. It's very hard to write a boring melody to an interesting chord sequence.
Songwriting is Hell on Earth. If it isn't, then you're doing it wrong.
You certainly don't hear any country music on pop radio today. But for a while you did, and it was a lovely thing to have all the different genres of music cohabitating the Top 40 - the folk sound, The Beatles, the British sound, the Motown sounds, that kind of light country - it was a welcome relief after a few hard rock records. Everyone was sharing the airwaves, and I think it was a beautiful time for American music.
French elegance lies in the balance of romance and restraint.
Your journey is to see how deeply you can interface your mind with infinity. That's the journey of a monk - to see.
Let us move from the era of confrontation to the era of negotiation.
I don't know where the characters are going to go or what's going to happen. I know that something inevitable will happen. I know that they want certain things and they're in a certain room and they smell like this and they look like that. More often than not, an entropy creeps in that strangles me, and then the inevitable happens. I don't know if I have the ability to write an ending like My Fair Lady's, when everyone gets what they want after a few minor conflicts. If I tried to write that it would just be false. Or I'd have someone enter with a machine gun.