Akustischer Jazz, das hat er gesagt, und ich hab nicht verstanden, was er meint. Ich meine, also, geht Jazz auch unakustisch? Ja, ok, wenn es so gar keine Akustik gibt im Raum … Aber ist nicht auch eine schlechte Akustik immerhin eine Akustik? Alles, was man hört ist doch akustisch? Geht jazzen eigentlich auch visuell?
acoustic is like music or a guitar I don’t know how to play it but when it is played right it sounds cool.
josh
Acoustic guitars
Brittany
I just wrote on this. I like this concept… this website, I mean, though I don’t find the word acoustic very inspiring. Acoustic: producing sound… or something.
i hear the brass strings twang against the wood. I think of home. I smell the pine trees, hear the crackling fire, taste the sweet tea. Country music and a stone sour ballad play inside my mind, as I see my father fiddling with his old guitar, playing sweet home alabama. i miss home
Katie Willis
guitars are so awesome i woud love to play them and learn how to write my own song one day and have my songs on the radio for everyone to hear!!
marcia
lots of people would like to use electric guitars instead of ACOUSTIC ONES.
I had a dream to put together a show to get you to make up with me. I’d be playing guitar and singing a song and you’d turn to mush inside and get delighted and want to come up on stage to kiss me right there. I love you… I’m simple. I’m an Adam Sandler inside…Sometimes I’m a fool and just want you to see how much I do love you… what can I do to get you to see that?
They make acoustic basses. I found this extremely cool when I found out. I saw one in a local music store and took a picture of it with my phone. It is now my background because it is so fugging cool!
Its raining.
Mothernature crying.
Tears falling through the clouds landing on the windsheild.
Hit the wipers trying to dry the droplets that are endless.
They keep coming ” what a shame” is what I say. I shake my head because i just dont know what to do.
They won’t stop, no sunshine at all.
Such Sad times are a head of us.
Thinking of this is my mind makes me even more sad.
WHAT A SHAME, WHAT A SHAME.
Derek Rouse
The sweet sound of his guitar filled up the whole room like smoke in the crowded bar down the street. I miss those days where there were no need to try and find a ride home. You know you’d go home with some like him.
Megan
Acoustic reminds me of a lost innocence, a time when thoughts were naive and reality harsh. Acoustic dreams and pure intentions, all to be ruined by older forces and bad nights harvested within the memory I try to hide. I was a campground of ignorance and youth, they took up residence on my once-nice grass and left it a torn mess.
Jackie Ayars
ok im not even kidding, i just wrote about acoustic! give me a new word! GOD DAMMIT!! lol jokes i dont mind really, its just that i feel like a retard writing about the same thing twice, you know?
I LIKE PANDAS.
A LOT.
ESPECIALLY BLACK AND WHITE ONES.
lesbian
i like acoustic guitar more than electric guitar because it is more calming and relaxing. loads of bands use acoustic because its kind of indie and alternative, it has a really nice sound. so yeah.
lesbian
Acoustic? That’s an odd thing to write about. But then, any one word on its own is going to seem odd. Acoustic songs are my favorite. Without exception, it’s always better acoustic. I hate electric guitars. Acoustic guitars are where it’s at. I’m not sure how I’m supposed to write this. Commentary, story, poem? Anything? I dunno. Not supposed to think, right? Just write, right? Yepp.. Back to acoustic.
Paul J Rehac
soft sounding lovely words that tell meaning without harsh beats in the back it is something that is softer tune and just hear the voices of the artist. to hear the true beauty of the voice of the artist is magical. it is something the background of the music can never be at its best without this beauty acoustic sound
rachel
Softly strumming his dreadnaught accoustic, David began to quietly sing about loss and uncertainty. Larry knew his brother was singing about Lauren, but that didn’t take anything away from the haunting melody or the sadness that settled over the coffee house.
I was in acoustics class this semester; I’m pretty sure I failed. The exam was really hard, and the prof was Swedish, and i spent way too much time drinking hot chocolate and playing Gold Strike on my Macbook. We learned some fun stuff though. Like about autotuning and Theremins.
Alyssa Johnson
i already wrote about this word. it reminded me of Jeff and playing the guitar which i miss. and of all the people i know who play guitar. they are all really wonderful. now I miss LIFE and Jeff and people, but not high school so much. I don’t miss that one bit. Not one bit at all. It was rather crappy, although had it’s wonderful moments.
I love the sound. I wish I could play. I begged my parents for an acoustic guitar and they gave me one. I told myself I would teach myself, but never could. I need lessons.
casey
guitar music musician no words soft mellow wood strings sound play
v
music …guitar … sound, india arie
tomi
singing along with friends and loves and living life like it will never be lived again. appreciate these simple moments. recreate and cultivate love among yourselves.
Cas
As she held her breath and
communicated despair
one light turned off
under the notion of
suffocating her fears
to the undiminished
idea of waking beneath the
covers of the oceanic sand.
Sound of air and strings of steal
the sound drifts to me light and subtle
wondrous music to my ears
and the faint sounds of a child’s laughter
Oh the beauty of an acoustic
How you make the air ripe with sound
Tabitha Harris
The ehos of the steel and nylon strings echoed throughout the small gloomy coffee shop. The atmospere was calm and dark but the sound of the guitar livened up the place
acuustic is the most amazing sound of music one can come by. The guitar echos throughout the room and the audience becomes entranced by the rythm. There is no other sound that is more soothing to the soul than the acoustic guitar. After a long hard day, one can relax, stair at the ceiling, and turn on some beautiful music.
Ali
His fingers rested lightly on the plastic strings. They were sticky with caramel apples and spilled juice. Small, curling animals, those fingers.
plucking vibration-licked organs throughout ten cent skinny strings; auras that define more wonder than an entire Zeppelin soundtrack; your fingernails hold more power than rivers of wealth
Lauren Vargas
Music, beautiful, family, time together, sitting around a campfire, folk, Austin, Peace, woodstock, hippies, guitar, sound, soul, love, life,
Akustischer Jazz, das hat er gesagt, und ich hab nicht verstanden, was er meint. Ich meine, also, geht Jazz auch unakustisch? Ja, ok, wenn es so gar keine Akustik gibt im Raum … Aber ist nicht auch eine schlechte Akustik immerhin eine Akustik? Alles, was man hört ist doch akustisch? Geht jazzen eigentlich auch visuell?
acoustic is like music or a guitar I don’t know how to play it but when it is played right it sounds cool.
Acoustic guitars
I just wrote on this. I like this concept… this website, I mean, though I don’t find the word acoustic very inspiring. Acoustic: producing sound… or something.
i hear the brass strings twang against the wood. I think of home. I smell the pine trees, hear the crackling fire, taste the sweet tea. Country music and a stone sour ballad play inside my mind, as I see my father fiddling with his old guitar, playing sweet home alabama. i miss home
guitars are so awesome i woud love to play them and learn how to write my own song one day and have my songs on the radio for everyone to hear!!
lots of people would like to use electric guitars instead of ACOUSTIC ONES.
my brother is an expert at acoustic
Acoustic is a type of music or a type of guitar.
Acoustic guitars sound way better then electric they are the original.
Uhhh I think that this is a word that I don’t know i’ll probably have some nerd tell me about what it means later … :)
Some people prefer acoustic guitars instead of electric guitars.
acoustic means of or relating to the science of acoustics; 2:a remedy for hearing loss or deafness.
I have no clue on what acoustic means. Acoustics sounds like a crazy word. I wonder if albert einstien ever used the word acoustic.
I think of the guitar that I play. I love to play cause it is so fun. That is what I think of this word.
I had a dream to put together a show to get you to make up with me. I’d be playing guitar and singing a song and you’d turn to mush inside and get delighted and want to come up on stage to kiss me right there. I love you… I’m simple. I’m an Adam Sandler inside…Sometimes I’m a fool and just want you to see how much I do love you… what can I do to get you to see that?
I love to hear acoustic-
the sound of reality
coming from a human
machinery not welcomed here
They make acoustic basses. I found this extremely cool when I found out. I saw one in a local music store and took a picture of it with my phone. It is now my background because it is so fugging cool!
I wish I had better acoustics in my office. I am often distracted by outside noises..
Rain Delay ( My life-mind )
Its raining.
Mothernature crying.
Tears falling through the clouds landing on the windsheild.
Hit the wipers trying to dry the droplets that are endless.
They keep coming ” what a shame” is what I say. I shake my head because i just dont know what to do.
They won’t stop, no sunshine at all.
Such Sad times are a head of us.
Thinking of this is my mind makes me even more sad.
WHAT A SHAME, WHAT A SHAME.
The sweet sound of his guitar filled up the whole room like smoke in the crowded bar down the street. I miss those days where there were no need to try and find a ride home. You know you’d go home with some like him.
Acoustic reminds me of a lost innocence, a time when thoughts were naive and reality harsh. Acoustic dreams and pure intentions, all to be ruined by older forces and bad nights harvested within the memory I try to hide. I was a campground of ignorance and youth, they took up residence on my once-nice grass and left it a torn mess.
ok im not even kidding, i just wrote about acoustic! give me a new word! GOD DAMMIT!! lol jokes i dont mind really, its just that i feel like a retard writing about the same thing twice, you know?
I LIKE PANDAS.
A LOT.
ESPECIALLY BLACK AND WHITE ONES.
i like acoustic guitar more than electric guitar because it is more calming and relaxing. loads of bands use acoustic because its kind of indie and alternative, it has a really nice sound. so yeah.
Acoustic? That’s an odd thing to write about. But then, any one word on its own is going to seem odd. Acoustic songs are my favorite. Without exception, it’s always better acoustic. I hate electric guitars. Acoustic guitars are where it’s at. I’m not sure how I’m supposed to write this. Commentary, story, poem? Anything? I dunno. Not supposed to think, right? Just write, right? Yepp.. Back to acoustic.
soft sounding lovely words that tell meaning without harsh beats in the back it is something that is softer tune and just hear the voices of the artist. to hear the true beauty of the voice of the artist is magical. it is something the background of the music can never be at its best without this beauty acoustic sound
Softly strumming his dreadnaught accoustic, David began to quietly sing about loss and uncertainty. Larry knew his brother was singing about Lauren, but that didn’t take anything away from the haunting melody or the sadness that settled over the coffee house.
I was in acoustics class this semester; I’m pretty sure I failed. The exam was really hard, and the prof was Swedish, and i spent way too much time drinking hot chocolate and playing Gold Strike on my Macbook. We learned some fun stuff though. Like about autotuning and Theremins.
i already wrote about this word. it reminded me of Jeff and playing the guitar which i miss. and of all the people i know who play guitar. they are all really wonderful. now I miss LIFE and Jeff and people, but not high school so much. I don’t miss that one bit. Not one bit at all. It was rather crappy, although had it’s wonderful moments.
I love the sound. I wish I could play. I begged my parents for an acoustic guitar and they gave me one. I told myself I would teach myself, but never could. I need lessons.
guitar music musician no words soft mellow wood strings sound play
music …guitar … sound, india arie
singing along with friends and loves and living life like it will never be lived again. appreciate these simple moments. recreate and cultivate love among yourselves.
As she held her breath and
communicated despair
one light turned off
under the notion of
suffocating her fears
to the undiminished
idea of waking beneath the
covers of the oceanic sand.
Sound of air and strings of steal
the sound drifts to me light and subtle
wondrous music to my ears
and the faint sounds of a child’s laughter
Oh the beauty of an acoustic
How you make the air ripe with sound
The ehos of the steel and nylon strings echoed throughout the small gloomy coffee shop. The atmospere was calm and dark but the sound of the guitar livened up the place
acuustic is the most amazing sound of music one can come by. The guitar echos throughout the room and the audience becomes entranced by the rythm. There is no other sound that is more soothing to the soul than the acoustic guitar. After a long hard day, one can relax, stair at the ceiling, and turn on some beautiful music.
His fingers rested lightly on the plastic strings. They were sticky with caramel apples and spilled juice. Small, curling animals, those fingers.
plucking vibration-licked organs throughout ten cent skinny strings; auras that define more wonder than an entire Zeppelin soundtrack; your fingernails hold more power than rivers of wealth
Music, beautiful, family, time together, sitting around a campfire, folk, Austin, Peace, woodstock, hippies, guitar, sound, soul, love, life,