We know others to the extent that we know ourselves.
Music is the cup that holds the wine of silence. Sound is that cup, but empty. Noise is that cup, but broken.
A mistake is always forgivable, rarely excusable and always unacceptable.
My life as a professional musician is a joyless exercise in futility.
What is necessary is possible, what we want is expensive. What is unnecessary is unlikely.
When music appears which only King Crimson can play, then, sooner or later, King Crimson appears to play the music.