microphone

February 13th, 2011 | 395 Entries

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395 Entries for “microphone”

  1. The microphone sat upon its still without breath as any tool must without the master of its craft to grant it life or purpose.

  2. Speak.

    Speak loudly. Speak confidently. Speak passionately. Speak knowingly. Speak lovingly. Speak thoughtfully. Speak freely.

    Speak.

    by jell on 02.13.2011
  3. microphone, humble beginnings? maybe, maybe not, but where would we be without it, the beatles, the president, hell, world of warcraft, none of it works without the mic. bow to it, its more important than think, after all how would the drive thru work?

    by eric wills on 02.13.2011
  4. “Can you ever get her down from there!”
    There’s always one way to get normal, reasonable person to make a complete horses ass of themselves in front of an audience – just hand them a microphone. Off all the brilliant inventions to come from Japan, Karaoke should never have made it over the water.

  5. The woman with the soft blonde hair and the lucios red lips sang so softly into the microphone. You could hear the way the jazz resonated in her viens, its as if all of her emotion was coming through her voice. She moved as she sang, swaying back and forth on the stage. THe audience moved with her and it was if everyone was high on green and merlot.

    by Brittany on 02.13.2011
  6. Pick it up and do something
    Don’t make a fool of yourself
    Talk, dance, sing
    It’s all that you dealt

    Only sixty seconds to make history
    Thirty more seconds and the rest is a mystery
    You are struggling
    You’re not speaking
    It’s intriguing
    It’s what you’re seeking
    Say a word and
    Don’t make a fool of yourself

    Down to twenty seconds and a word has not slipped
    You should feel embarrassed
    That’s when it hit:
    You don’t have to do all of it
    You can pass by with a word or two
    Then split

    Ten more seconds and you need more time
    You say one word and that word is fine
    Everyone stands and claps their hands
    I guess you’ve made history
    What word was it
    How did you speak
    Can’t tell you ’cause
    The rest is a mystery

  7. i have been centered around the microphone and webcam for 6 months now. basta per tutta la mia vita. ti lasciamo. non posso piu. i don’t want you anymore. for my own sake. basta.

    by sky on 02.13.2011
  8. i like to sing. when theres no one around to hear me. when there isnt anyone to see. i stand on the stage, lights in my eyes, weight in my hand. my voice i know will ring true. i love to sing, if you can hear me.

    by Elly on 02.13.2011
  9. I have always wanted to be a great singer. I would definitely take advantage of the microphone and use to in a showy way. To grip it with strained fingers and sing my heart out would be a great accomplishment. Maybe, I would throw it around in the air like coldplay.

    by simone Ramos on 02.13.2011
  10. the piano sounds like a carnival and the microphone smells like a beer……….. I love that song

  11. On the stage I feel
    powerful nerves.
    I have attention
    I have expectation.

    I feel the verse coarse
    through my cords and
    into to microphone
    and even when it’s
    over I hear the
    re
    reverb of the words echo on.

  12. every friday i sit down and talk to you, up close and personal, just the way it was meant to be.

  13. I love singing. It’s my absolute favorite thing in the world to do :) I would love to be famous and be able to play for huge crowds of people and have them all love me and be able to travel all over the world showing them my music, because it’s the one thing that I really adore. Music means everything, and performing it gives me butterflies and makes me feel like I’m worth something. I could play forever.

    by Rachel on 02.13.2011
  14. it makes your voice loud. projects it for all to hear. possibly recoding everything for future generations to hear. it enables the windows to our past to become real life movies. seeing cannot be without hearing.

    by adougherty on 02.13.2011
  15. i lived my life behind it.
    we sprayed it with Lysol between shifts.
    It did not define me.
    I regret how much I could have made it all better. For me.
    I learned that “most people” are all that and more

    by pd on 02.13.2011
  16. Microphones are waiting to hear what you have to say. They are all ears. They just sit there all day like PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SOMEONE TALK INTO ME. Just so they can tell everyone else. Christ! Microphones are like all of the preteen girls sitting around a table during lunch at middle school. Waiting to hear what you have to say so they can tell everyone else.

    by Elisa on 02.13.2011
  17. he was always singing into the piece of metal like he was making love to it, like it was the most beautiful girl in the world. he caressed it with his lips. those lips. those deceptive lips. how many lips did he touch with his? too many. at the end of the day, the microphone is all he has. that is his comfort. that is his home.

  18. talk speak music dance listen play fun songs artists drake lady gaga weezy bieber sparkly rhinestones micro love loud laughter karaoke phone micro scope

    by nadia on 02.13.2011
  19. i yelled into the microphone as the head of the band tumbled off the stage from my semi-violent shove. as he hit the floor i began my rendition of “don’t stop believing”.

    by kelly on 02.13.2011
  20. If I could become the one who could move people and inspire certain inspirations in people on a stage, just holding a microphone…that would be my dream come true. With a microphone I’d hope to reach hearts all over the world~

    by Elaine on 02.13.2011
  21. step up to the plate
    to the mic
    tap it twice
    keepin’ tradition
    sip of water
    wet the whistle
    deepest breath
    support the vocals
    close my eyes
    feel the pulse
    rush of blood
    hormone flood
    begin again.

  22. I like to think of my hairbrush as a microphone. I wear sparkly barrettes in my hair. Makeup is for play, not for looking better. I sing, and sparkle, and wear blue lipstick just because I feel like it.

    Oh, the simple pleasures of children.

  23. A microphone is something you sing into. It amplifies your voice so that everyone can hear you. I used to get nervous singing into a microphone, but as long as I’m singing a somg that I like, I’m okay, for the time being I guess.

    by Molly on 02.13.2011
  24. a microphone tells the world what you cant. it gives you strength and breaks you down. one simple mechanism and your words are magnified. in meaning and in volume. the whole world will hear them and hte whole world will listen. you can change people

    by Neana on 02.13.2011
  25. what drives me, hear me, my sadness, regret, that thing that makes my heart be heard.

  26. loludness comes from my microphone as I yell into it. I DO NOT UNDERSTAND YOU. SPEAK UP!.

    Then silence fell over the crowd as we waited for a response. It never came. I couldnt wait any longer. I had to know the answer.

    by E. on 02.13.2011
  27. I hear the music blazing through the speakers beside me. Everything around me is vibrating. I feel my heart on my throat. I cannot do this, I mumble to myself. I hear my name, I realize that it’s too late to back out. I slowly walk out the stage, my eyes blinded by the sudden burst of light. I hear something else, a sound that did not register at once. I smile, finally realizing what it is: applause.

  28. i grab the mic and spew my rhymes, eager for the crowd to release me. their brilliant light (or is it mine?) fills the room until we are never seen. forgive me ma for never writing, this coarse violent stepson of causal reprieve. the gothic madman will give away the best they have to offer

    by Jason B on 02.13.2011
  29. I picked up the microphone, the sweat of my palms making it sticky. IT was pink, covered in rhinestones. Other colors were on it too, but Mostly pink. It contrasted with my shiny black tank dress. The curtains rose, and I held the Microphone up, gazing into the screaming crowd.

    by Christina on 02.13.2011
  30. he always would sing into this thing like he was making love to it, like it was the most beautiful girl in the world. like it could solve all his insecurities, all his emptiness, all his deception. it was his only escape. it was the only thing that was real and was solid. not that all the girls he deceived weren’t. but he convinced himself that they were the bad ones, not him.

    by Carly on 02.13.2011
  31. He sings into the microphone and suddenly the world doesn’t seem so bad. People make fun of me but Alex Gaskarth’s voice and lyrics just make me smile even when I want to cry my eyes out. Besides what would life be if you didn’t have something worth loving and living for.

  32. spotlight, dont mess this up, the pressure is all on you. everyone will be watching you, no acceptance, no second chances. dont mess this up. one try. one life. one chance to be heard. dont lose your voice.

    by victoria engle on 02.13.2011
  33. when i have a microphone in my hand i feel like i’m on top of the world. my voice is amplified and there is an attentive audience. all eyes are on me but it is the words that are spoken that are the most significant. i use word economy and speak slowly–but not too slowly so as to communicate effectively.

    by Lisa Marie on 02.13.2011
  34. You always sang about everything, but you were never very good. You did everything half-assed, you wanted the fame, the girls, the money–not the music. What did that get for you? Nothing. You broke my heart into a million pieces. Music put you there. And you wrote about breaking my heart and everyone else’s hearts and it didn’t even faze you. I guess we’ll never know. Your songs never made sense anyways.

  35. I always wanted to be a singer when I was little. The joy that holding the mike in my hands in front of the karaoke machine was something I haven’t felt in a long time… I felt like I was beautiful and talented. I had hopes and dreams about singing, but then I just stopped singing. My beautiful voice disappeared, along with my dreams.

    by Caty on 02.13.2011
  36. I stand, shaking, and cup the microphone. Nothing is said, and as I cry people make murmuring noises and touch their hearts. “Poor girl,” they think. I don’t care what they think.

  37. i touched down on a plane from upper coast maine. where my east coast bodies gotta cabin mayne. east coast boast high as heaven we get the most.

    by Cameront Tennant on 02.13.2011
  38. ugh. fergie sucked at the superbowl,actually, I don’t want to say that, I realize that she tried. it was just kind of sad, I think that they just could have chosen a better performer. halftime shows suck dude. shane sparks is creepy as fuck. ahhhh, SO creepy. so so so creepy oh my lord. he’s creepy.

    by Amber on 02.13.2011
  39. I have a microphone. I sing into it. I play guitar into it. I play piano into it. I rarely like the things I hear when I listen to what went into it. I wish I liked them. I try to write beautiful things to sing and play into my microphone and maybe I do. I don’t think I do. Maybe you do. Even though I don’t like what goes in, I like putting it there.

    by james on 02.13.2011
  40. I want to sing and dance and be in theatre, I love nicholas so much he is so amazing., I think he wants to support me, I know he will, I cant wait till we are together, and he finally gets to come home I want to sing all that jazz it will be amazing and people will clap

    by Hope Breeding on 02.13.2011