Jazz: The Music of Unemployment
Monday, November 17, 2008
Trust me, kid, Jebus doesn't want to hear your crappy voice
For those in need of a late-night dada fix:
My music classes go a little bit like that. (The kids call me "Durk" too.)
E.g.: "What? You say you can't play that chromatic scale?
Better make yourself do it, motherfucker!
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