Real beauty knocks you a little bit off kilter.

It's more about the stuff you think about when you're getting from place to place on a bicycle than it is about actually riding the bicycle.

All you needed was a couple of instruments and a few chords and you could be on an indie label.

A dissection of music perception and creation that starts slowly and inexorably builds to a grand finish. I loved reading that listening to music coordinates more disparate parts of the brain than almost anything else--and playing music uses even more! Despite illuminating a lot of what goes on this book doesn't "spoil" enjoyment- it only deepens the beautiful mystery that is music.

Why not invest in the future of music, instead of building fortresses to preserve its past?

The voting booth joint is a great leveler; the whole neighborhood - rich, poor, old, young, decrepit and spunky - they all turn out in one day.

I wave to the double-decker buses from my bike, but the passengers never wave back. Why? Am I not an attraction?