kindly keep an open-mind.

musicisart is truly in its beginning stages as we are testing out the waters to see the ways we can design and share our love of everything that we appreciate, so we ask that you please bare with us in this time of underconstruction.

good things are instore… be sure to visit as we are playing around with new ideas daily. a few special contributors will be adding their styles to musicisart and more music, abstract art, feature interviews are to come!

keep yr music submissions, artwork and amazing words coming. the support has been so warm and we are so glad to hear from you.

thank you
especially for yr listening pleasure:

handsome boy modeling school feat. cat power ~ i’ve been thinking
mozez feat henry binns of zero 7 ~ beautiful day
basement jaxx ~ broken dreams
lovage ~ strangers on a train
ms. john soda ~ line by line

art by one of our favorites joshua petker.

5 Responses

  1. Tom

    Broken Dreams is one of my favourite summer tunes and reminds me of a wicked romance.
    It’s the Jaxx best song by far.

  2. Anonymous

    each time i come to this blog i feel less and less alone. its actually pretty emotional for me. thank you for that

  3. 'Thought & Humor'

    We work like a horse.
    We eat like a pig.
    We like to play chicken.
    You can get someone’s goat.
    We can be as slippery as a snake.
    We get dog tired.
    We can be as quiet as a mouse.
    We can be as quick as a cat.
    Some of us are as strong as an ox.
    People try to buffalo others.
    Some are as ugly as a toad.
    We can be as gentle as a lamb.
    Sometimes we are as happy as a lark.
    Some of us drink like a fish.
    We can be as proud as a peacock.
    A few of us are as hairy as a gorilla.
    You can get a frog in your throat.
    We can be a lone wolf.
    But I’m having a whale of a time!

    You have a riveting web log
    and undoubtedly must have
    atypical & quiescent potential
    for your intended readership.
    May I suggest that you do
    everything in your power to
    honor your encyclopedic/omniscient
    Designer/Architect as well
    as your revering audience.
    As soon as we acknowledge
    this Supreme Designer/Architect,
    Who has erected the beauteous
    fabric of the universe, our minds
    must necessarily be ravished with
    wonder at this infinate goodness,
    wisdom and power.

    Please remember to never
    restrict anyone’s opportunities
    for ascertaining uninterrupted
    existence for their quintessence.

    There is a time for everything,
    a season for every activity
    under heaven. A time to be
    born and a time to die. A
    time to plant and a time to
    harvest. A time to kill and
    a time to heal. A time to
    tear down and a time to
    rebuild. A time to cry and
    a time to laugh. A time to
    grieve and a time to dance.
    A time to scatter stones
    and a time to gather stones.
    A time to embrace and a
    time to turn away. A time to
    search and a time to lose.
    A time to keep and a time to
    throw away. A time to tear
    and a time to mend. A time
    to be quiet and a time to
    speak up. A time to love
    and a time to hate. A time
    for war and a time for peace.

    Best wishes for continued ascendancy,
    Dr. Whoami

    P.S. One thing of which I am sure is
    that the common culture of my youth
    is gone for good. It was hollowed out
    by the rise of ethnic “identity politics,”
    then splintered beyond hope of repair
    by the emergence of the web-based
    technologies that so maximized and
    facilitated cultural choice as to make
    the broad-based offerings of the old
    mass media look bland and unchallenging
    by comparison.”