My parents were in the studio when we cut 'Let Me Try' and every time I sang it they started crying,. . . I finally had to ask them to leave because I couldn't sing it while they were crying.
And this one I wanted to do some covers. So I just really sang some of my favorite songs.
Talked my head off Worked my tail off Cried my eyes out Walked my feet off Sang my heat out So you see, There's really not much left of me.
If only the best birds sang, the forest would be silent.
The music kind of possesses me when I sing. So whenever I start to sing on a show - I mean, first, I'm nervous, and then when I get into it, it's just like I feel like I'm the person who sang the song first.
In another project I worked on just a few years ago, a staging of Peter and the Wolf, which I translated into Yiddish and sang on a stage in New York City. Thank God very few people knew I was doing it! But the kids in the audience loved it - even though it was all in Yiddish.
As I stepped to the stage to pick up my degree, and the locusts sang off in the distance.
Oh, the little birds sang east, and the little birds sang west.
I always sang, I always acted, I always played.
Yes. I killed him. And buried her in flowers," I say. "And I sang her to sleep.
I am scared of spiders! And I still get a little afraid every time I have to do something new or have to get out in front of a big crowd. The first time I sang "Swag It Out" live, I was really scared.
People make their life really hard. It was as simple as this: My parents went to church. My grandfather was a bishop. My mom sang in the choir, my dad played the keyboard, and my uncle played the drums. I was into playing the drums, so I played the drums a lot for my uncle, and it got to the point where I was pretty nice at playing the drums. And he let me play every Sunday so, to me, going to church was fun.
When I was two I was always like "I wanna be a famous singer when I grow up. " When you listen to most kids they went in and did all these competitions. I was never like that, my mom never pushed me like that. I pretty much just sang when I wanted to.
Nobody else even approaches the trumpet like [Sweets Edison] does: Never too much and always plenty. He's the greatest trumpet player to play along with singers. He exactly knows how to play with you, how to answer you about what you just sang. . . On top of that, he has some great sense of humor, both as a musician and as a man. Every time I see him, I'm laughing so much. Sweets is impeccable and incomparable.
All that we did, all that we said or sang must come from contact with the soil.
It was really fun. Well, Bobby was just basically a folk singer. He didn't play with any bands or anything, like all the rest of us. Just played his guitar and sang his songs.
I always sang and I always wrote. . . it's just having that ambition. You really can't let go of your dreams.
One day, I remember it was in television. I was a fan of the Rolling Stones. One of the members, the guitarist, had died from an overdose of drugs. I cried tears – my model had died. After this, an exciting new group, the Radha Krishna Temple, came on and sang the Hare Krishna mantra. I immediately felt deep solace.
I sang in choir as a kid.
As Carl Jung put it, "In each of us there is another whom we do not know. " As Pink Floyd sang, "There's someone in my head, but it's not me. "