I thought that you might like to post this sign over your piano for the next time that Alan F. comes over. You never can tell . . .
ACHTUNG!
Alles Touristen Und Non-technischen Lookens Peepers!
Das Machine control is Nicht Fur Gerfingerpoken Und Mittengrabben. Oderwise is Easy Schnappen Der Springenwerk, Blowenfuse, Und Poppencorken Mit Spitzensparken. Der Machine is Diggen by Experten Only. Is Night Fur Gerverken by Das
Dummkopfen. Das Rubbernecken Sightseenen Keepen Das
Cottonpicken Hands in Das Pockets, So Relaxen Und Watchen
Das Blinkenlights.
By the way, if I come over, would you play me a rousing rendition of Bumble Boogie? Joanne Castle style, perhaps?
LOL! Alan wouldn't consider touching a piano. While his daughter is very talented on the piano, Alan would have a hard time distinguishing a Chopin Etude from a Beethoven Sonata.
I'd be happy to play the Bumble Boogie for you, should you pay me a visit, Tom.
I have just listened to some of your music (at last i'm on a superfast, fully jiged computer) Farkntasmigawful it was!! Jesus who the jugs rubberford gave you permission to mix looney tunes and kingdom songs! jump'n pink songbooks and mating oxen with platypie .. I'm sure there's a Leviticus about that kinda thing!
My lawyers will be in touch. uncle watchtower reprehensitive
unclebruce, yu ol' varmit! Thanks for the card! Now that I have your address, I'll have to send you sumpthin' too.
Farkel, I never was any good on the piano, but I did play the bassoon years ago in school. I must have gotten pretty good, as the band teacher drafted me and three girls (two clarinets and a flute) to play as a quartet in the state band contest. I'll never forget it: Bach's Fugue in G minor. It was a hundred miles of sixteenth notes and no place to take a breath. Whew!
