Chord may refer to:
- Chord (music), an aggregate of musical pitches sounded simultaneously.
- Chord (guitar) a chord played on a guitar, which has a particular tuning.
- Chord (geometry), a line segment joining two points on a curve
- Chord (astronomy), a line crossing a foreground astronomical object during an occultation which gives an indication of the objects size and/or shape
- Chord (graph theory), an edge joining two not-adjacent nodes in a cycle
- Chord (truss construction), an outside member of a truss, as opposed to the inner "webbed members"
- Chord (aircraft), the distance between the front and back of a wing, measured in the direction of the normal airflow. The term chord was selected due to the curved nature of the wing's surface.
- Chord (peer-to-peer), a peer-to-peer protocol and algorithm for distributed hash tables (DHT)
- Chord (concurrency), a concurrency construct in some object-oriented programming languages
- Chord (comics), a comic book character who is the former mentor of the New Warriors
- Chord (software), free software useful for creating staffless lead sheets
- Chord Overstreet, American actor and musician
- Chord. (business), a Japanese office name
Chord may also refer to:
- Mouse chording or a chorded keyboard, where multiple buttons are held down simultaneously to produce a specific action
The Chords may refer to:
- The Chords, 1970s British mod revival band
- The Chords (U.S.), 1950s American doo wop group
Chords may refer to:
- Chords (artist), a Swedish hiphop/reggae artist
Famous quotes containing the word chord:
“The notes, random
From tuning, wander into the heat
Like a new insect chirping in the scrub,
Untired at noon. A chord gathers and spills....”
—Philip Larkin (19221986)
“Love took up the glass of Time, and turned it in his glowing hands;
Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands.
Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with
Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight.”
—Alfred Tennyson (18091892)
“Give me the keys. I feel for the common chord again,
Sliding by semi-tones till I sink to a minor,yes,
And I blunt it into a ninth, and I stand on alien ground,
Surveying a while the heights I rolled from into the deep;
Which, hark, I have dared and done, for my resting-place is found,
The C Major of this life: so, now I will try to sleep.”
—Robert Browning (18121889)