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"There's no such thing as a wrong note," said jazz pianist Art Tatum. "It all depends on how you resolve it." Jazz trumpeter Miles Davis had a similar philosophy. "It's not the note you play that's the wrong note," he said. "It's the note you play afterwards that makes it right or wrong."

Pisces week of May 15, 2012: I think that's an excellent understanding for you to keep in mind during the coming weeks, Pisces. Be wary of coming to premature conclusions about alleged mistakes. Wait to hear the entire song and see the bigger picture.
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    Catherine Todd Well, I'll be! Turns out I'm in excellent company... had no idea. 
    
    I've always said "there's no wrong notes in music" and it's impossible to make a mistake when you play music, it's just how you incorporate the note in what follows. When my finger slips, it ends up taking me in a different direction. It's often quite a good thing.
    
    All music makes a melody. Every single note fits with the others.  That's what I believe and my experience, running in that Silver Stream.
    
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Song

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You learn a lot about people

when you listen to the songs that mean something to them.

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My songs have no words, only music that transports me to the heavens above.

Often from the depths below. Transcendence, I hope. Catherine Todd

Train To Birmingham ~ Kevin Welch

I know this page is for quotes, but this song is poetry. 
I would love this blog to be for favorite songs, poems & more.
Seems to me this is Welch's prayer of coming home.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PctiJNoAG9Y 

Kevin Welch with the Kevin Bennet band recorded in Australia preforming
the John Haitt song Train to Birmingham. Haitt never recorded this song.

Train To Birmingham

performed by Kevin Welch, songwriter John Hiatt 

Ridin' on this train
Drinkin' whiskey for my pain
'Nother good ol' boy goin' home

And every town I see
Wants to take a part of me
That's the price that you pay
When you roam

Chorus:
And I cry when I have to
And I lie when I can
Oh, but I die a little slower
On the train to Birmingham

I walk with holes in both my shoes
Got a guitar full of blues
One way ticket for my remedy

It's the same ol' lonesome song
I'm singin' all night long
Hey porter, are we out of Tennessee?

Repeat Chorus

Every year I take a train
To Alabama in the rain
I get that lonesome feelin' in my bones

You know, I never get to Birmingham
You know, gettin' there ain't the plan
I just like the feel of goin' home

Repeat Chorus

On the train to Birmingham


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