Andrew Metrick Quotes

Setting my mind on a musical instrument was like falling in love. All the world seemed bright and changed.

I knew the whistle of each of the river boats on the Tennessee.

Life is something like a trumpet. If you don`t put anything in, you won`t get anything out.

Nature was my kindergarten.

To add to my woes, my partner withdrew from the business. He disagreed with some of my business methods, but no harsh words were involved.

Whenever I heard the song of a bird and the answering call of its mate, I could visualize the notes in scale, all built up within my consciousness as a natural symphony.

The name of my ailment was longing, and it was not cured till I finally went to the department store and counted out the money in small coins before the dismayed clerk. When I came to the house, I held up the instrument before the eyes of the astonished household.

Saving was slow and painful.

With a guitar I would be able to express the things I felt in sounds.

You`ve got to appreciate the things that come from the art of the Negro and from the heart of the man farthest down.

My big ears indicated a talent for music. This thrilled me.

The blues - the sound of a sinner on revival day.

I think America concedes that true American music has sprung from the Negro.

Life is like a trumpet - if you don`t put anything into it, you don`t get anything out of it.