I see a Piano, what is this?
Some idiot's playing badly
And it's taking my piss
I get angry and I get mad
All I can think is
"BAD BAD BAD"
I crack my fingers and splay my hands
Those famous hands,
Which play better than most bands
I start up the engine and let her rev
I close my eyes,
And I play a piece of Joseph de Marliave
I play and play and play some more,
I play the piano
Hear me Roar!
A Piano battle!
Start the duel!
This piece will remind you of Seattle
That's right,
Run away idiots,
Run from the fingers which dance on the light
Run from the figure atop the piano
Run from Beethoven, From Debussy, From Satie,
From Sonny Chua And From Zez Confrey
And Never come back till you know what it means
To be a Pianist, It's really more than it seems
I dare you to play this wonderful instrument, beware, screw up, and your life will be too |
er....I take it you have forgotten what it was like when you started learning. For every great artist was once a student.
ReplyDeleteStill, nice poem :)