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!!
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:
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
First they hasta catch me, Toots!!
Hey Corny!!.....you look obscene and where the heck is Charlie anyways????
I don't wanna go to rehab, I say No No No!!!!
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