Thursday, May 01, 2014
Movements
-The New Incoherence just about swept most musicians out.
And now with Ragged Incoherence...?
-It all finished me, and the group.
-They...glue rags together before each performance!
-Clever enough, so they can flip around here and there and
show their little things.
-Rather prodigious in the case of Mickey-Mel-Mookie, my daughter's favorite. And each instrument, too, becomes a laugh. They pass them hand to hand. And in the performance we witnessed, all converged for a laser-slashed finale on
one drum-set, obliterating it in a frenzy.
-Yeah? Well there's still real music elsewhere!
-And you wish to represent it by teaching “Intro” at this obscure
junior college?
-An ambassador!
-Well, there are already PhDs in The Incoherences, and you just have the bachelor's. But you studied with eminent classical persons, and performed worldwide. At any rate, I'll get you before the committee. Don't be surprised if you’re bombarded with anagrams. DKM is Deaf Kraut Music, after Beethoven. MM is Metronome in Molasses--what they call Sinatra, Beatles, Ella Fitzgerald etc. JOM equals Jerking Off in Mirrors, or Jazz. HC means Hick Central, or Country. Many more coined relatively recently, but you'll be up for them, I'm sure.
-We always got warnings, but never thought sheer ignorance would
take over.
-You're one to help lead the counterrevolution. I'm done! With teaching, family, and committee work...and nerves permanently on edge with the traffic shrieks of Ragged Incoherence!
Labels: Beatles, chaos, Ella, incoherence, jazz, Music, musical revolution, Sinatra, style, taste
Sunday, September 22, 2013
1,0
Turkeys
Did Sinatra want to buy
all the prints? Hopeless
in our digital world,
where hauls persist
from Rye to Nome,
& clouds above,
of our own
Kissing Bandits
& randy loves, wild
messes & raw
transgressions.
Send funny cards
to forget.
Labels: digital, Kissing Bandit, movie, Sinatra, Turkey
Sunday, December 16, 2012
It all came back to him now. Like
Sinatra, Pippy had lived
a life that’s full—minus a few women.
the Kool Kup’s Karaoke Night.
Highlighted by Yocko’s girlfriend,
Big Boobs Gladys, as he
sings of travelling each and every highway:
“Yeah, on your knees!”
This proves chief zinger among many.
Yocko has already chimed in with “Your way? Everybody
else’s, more like!”
Even Silent Lucy sings her little
parody in the space where
Pippy puts the mike down to sip a drink and light a
cigarette,
a la Frank. “Regrets, you’ve had a million!”
cares about what a buncha drunks thinks? Besides, it’s the
wrong crappy song for you.”
yourself a target.”
Labels: character, criticism, drunk, Karaoke, My Way, Sinatra
Saturday, August 01, 2009
Returns
Cape Canaveral Hospital requested
my return to pee more in a bottle.
More ignominious than MacArthur's
or Sinatra's, I nonetheless complied,
the pressure of performance dim-
inished by time.
Cape Canaveral Hospital requested
my return to pee more in a bottle.
More ignominious than MacArthur's
or Sinatra's, I nonetheless complied,
the pressure of performance dim-
inished by time.
Labels: MacArthur, return, Sinatra
