Saturday, February 09, 2008


Chicken Scratch

Say, wuz up, my fleshy friends? Cornelius here today, layin’ down a few grooves before my little set tonight at the local Dairy Queen. Charlie appears to be MIA – that’s code for “hungover”…

Buk-Buk-Buk…Buk-AAAWK, Baby!!!!

Yeah, I got myself a little three-piece jazz band, which doesn’t sound like much, I know. But the accordion player fills in a lot of the gaps, and you ain’t lived till ya heard jazz bagpipes! Eat your hearts out, Diana Krall!

Hey, who said I looked like I was doin’ sumtin’ inappropriate to ma jazz gee-tar? Get yer smooth-skinned mind outta the gutter, and embrace the power of a poultry pluckin’!!! Pluckin’ strings, I mean ta say! It ain’t right, ta disrobe a chicken the other way!!

Buk-Buk-Buk…Buk-AAAAWK!!!!

So, what songs do we play in these informal little neighbourhood gigs? Mostly the jazz classics – Michael Buble, Norah Jones, and a bitta Kilometres Davis (that’s Canadian for “Miles” Davis, darlin’…)

Well, I hate to cut my time short here, but we still have to sort out the arrangement to “Wingin’ It”, one of the improvisation greats. And a bit ironic when a customer orders a side of wings, while we’re playin’…

Cluck for now!!

4 comments:

  1. Anonymous10:12 AM

    Orders a side of wings?!!!! You betta make sure them wings aint YOUR wings Cornelius or your jazz days at DQ will be over!

    MTDG

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  2. Anonymous10:05 AM

    First they hasta catch me, Toots!!

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  3. Anonymous9:00 PM

    Hey Corny!!.....you look obscene and where the heck is Charlie anyways????

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  4. Anonymous7:00 AM

    I don't wanna go to rehab, I say No No No!!!!

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