But then I’m one of those guys that is still a bit afraid of the telephone, its implications for conversation. I still wonder if the jukebox might be the death of live music.
TOM WAITSI like vocal word stuff. But I don’t always write with an instrument, I usually write a capella. It’s more like drawing in the air with your fingers. It’s closest to the choreography of a bee. You’re freer.
More Tom Waits Quotes
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We are buried beneath the weight of information, which is being confused with knowledge; quantity is being confused with abundance and wealth with happiness. We are monkeys with money and guns.
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If people are a little nervous about approaching you at the market, it’s good. I’m not Chuckles The Clown. Or Bozo. I don’t cut the ribbon at the opening of markets. I don’t stand next to the mayor. Hit your baseball into my yard, and you’ll never see it again.
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You can drive out nature with a pitch fork But it always comes roaring back again.
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I never told the truth so i can never tell a lie.
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If there’s one thing you can say about mankind, there’s nothing kind about man.
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Songs are really just very interesting things to be doing with the air.
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I’m trying to get music ideas that come and keep them alive. It’s like carrying water in your hands. I want to keep it all, and sometimes by the time you get to the studio you have nothing.
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Time is just memory Mixed in with Desire.
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I’ll take a rusty nail and scratch your initials on my arm.
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Oh, I’m not a percussionist, I just like to hit things.
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I’m always looking for sounds that are pleasing at the time. The sound of a helicopter is really annoying until you’re drowning, and it’s there to rescue you. Then it sounds like music.
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The big print giveth and the small print taketh away.
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The Universe is making music all the time.
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I’m the type of guy who’d sell you a rat’s asshole for a wedding ring.
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New York forces you to be in endless surreal situations.
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