I love jazz music and sad music.
If there's one thing I really love. . . it's sad music.
I love jazz music and sad music. I'm a sentimental guy. I'm a romantic guy.
But probably my favorite music, believe it or not, is sad music.
I have lows, you know, everybody does. . . but I kind of know how to handle it. I like to let myself wallow in it. I enforce it with terribly sad music, and it kind of pushes me through to the other side eventually, and I always know it's going to pass.
It was sad music. But it waved its sadness like a battle flag. It said the universe had done all it could, but you were still alive.
I'm the type of person who listens to like sad music when I'm sad to feel sadder, and to feel sorry for myself.
I feel like artists that are always quite sad in real life always make really happy music, and artists who are really bouncy and bubbly always make really sad music.
I like to listen to sad music when I’m sad. It seems honest. It makes me cry, and sometimes a good cry is the only thing that can make you feel better.
It’s a rule that we never listen to sad music, we made that rule early on, songs are as sad as the listener, we hardly ever listen to music.
Hearing often-times the still, sad music of humanity, nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power to chasten and subdue.
