Any Asshole Can Write A Tone-row. It

I Hate You, Richard Wagner . . . But I Hate You On My Knees.

Technique Is Communication: The Two Words Are Synonymous In Conductors.

What [louis Armstrong] Does Is Real, And True, And Honest, And Simple, And Even Noble. Every Time This Man Puts His Trumpet To His Lips, Even If Only To Practice Three Notes, He Does It With His Whole Soul.

I Think It Is Time We Learned The Lesson Of Our Century: That The Progress Of The Human Spirit Must Keep Pace With Technological And Scientific Progress, Or That Spirit Will Die. It Is Incumbent On Our Educators To Remember This; And Music Is At The Top Of The Spiritual Must List. When The Study Of The Arts Leads To The Adoration Of The Formula (heaven Forbid), We Shall Be Lost. But As Long As We Insist On Maintaining Artistic Vitality, We Are Able To Hope In Man

Music, Of All The Arts, Stands In A Special Region, Unlit By Any Star But Its Own, And Utterly Without Meaning ... Except Its Own.