I don't even think whether I play the blues or not, I just play whatever feels right at … - David Gilmour

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Those who refuse to engage in politics will be led by their inferiors

David Gilmour

I don't even think whether I play the blues or not, I just play whatever feels right at the moment. I also will use any gadget or device that I find that helps me achieve the sort of sound on the guitar that I want to get.

Thinking, Guitar, Play, Sort, Achieve

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I think once you've seen a song with a video, it limits your own mind's ability to read into it anything other than what you've seen.

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You know, once you've had that guitar up so loud on the stage, where you can lean back and volume will stop you from falling backward, that's a hard drug to kick.

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Jimi Hendrix isn't as good as me!

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It stank pretty bad, of course: manure was caked all over the wagon. But we were free. Right then I was elated with a sense of how faithful God is to his promises; I was free, and I was smiling joyfully on a manure wagon. As we ambled along, I laughed to myself when I thought of God's sense of humor in delivering us that way. Even today, the smell of manure reminds me of freedom.

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Plato

Those who refuse to engage in politics will be led by their inferiors

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Had I not been told to look, I would have quite, ignorant of what was really there, because I had 'made plans' and was wearing visual and emotional blinders that limited my perceptions and my vision.

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