I admit the music's slow,
and
a lot of people will get impatient...
but then, it's not a race,
anyway.
OK, people do get hurt this way,
just like everybody says,
but
not if your bedroom's big enough
for the musicians to stand back a
little.
That way, nobody
ever gets a violin up the nose,
even if
things do get out of hand,
or, even if the violinist does.
I think a
lot of the over-reaction to Sex and Violins,
comes from a time
when
noblemen blindfolded musicians before they played
- and a lot of people
were maimed.
Besides, I can't wait to get home
from a concert, now.
Poet: Elas Giordano
read: 231 times Rating:Date: 03 February, 2008
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