The Spoken Form Is In Fact A

What We Hear Is The Quality Of Our Listening.

Me And A Book Is A Party. Me And A Book And A Cup Of Coffee Is An Orgy.

Music Is The Cup Which Holds The Wine Of Silence.

I Would Like, With The Sun Shining Through The Window On A Crisp Early-autumnal Mid-morning, With A Sufficiency Of Monster Cappucino Flowing In My Veins To Prompt Minimal Sentience, To Declare My View For The Record That Drummer Jokes Are A Cruel And Pernicious Form Of Humour Introduced To The World By Under-humoured Persons Lacking In Sensitivity And Concern For Other Drummers.

Music Is The Cup That Holds The Wine Of Silence. Sound Is That Cup, But Empty. Noise Is That Cup, But Broken.