Quotes Tagged With :griot

You got infinite channels and limitless rhymes, but the riddles of livin' stay undefined?

I preserve my worldin journals so my children can eat without me

Your muse ain't singin' on your MTV? Can't even see him on your HD TV?

The music echoes in the emptiness. It reminds us where we came from and where we’re bound.

And here's to the blues, the real blues— where there's a hint of hope in every cry of desperation.

And a ride in a hearse tells us we’re all close to that final cruise . . . when the body dies and we....

We start our lives with blues . . . with music. It's our first language. It's the rhythm of the womb.....