MUSIC WITH STUPID TITLES THAT MY PSEUDO-INTELLECTUAL WORKMATE SHOWED ME LAST NIGHT
Last night I went to a workmate’s house for a dinner party. Fine, thought I, it can’t be so bad. That was, until he broke out the music of the shameless: jazz. This, ladies and gents, was the same workmate who introduced me to the tragic Sign Of 4 album I mentioned on Monday. Through gritted teeth, I asked him what he would be playing. When he replied, I spluttered a mouthful of gin and tonic across the room in hysterics. I give you the playlist:
Pat Metheny and Lyle Mays – As Falls Wichita, So Falls Wichita Falls. (WHAT?!)
The Sign Of 4 CD3, “The Balance Of Probability” – including such gems as Trichinopoly, Antecedents (in which one of the “musicians” “plays” egg beaters) and In Quest Of A Solution.
If this is music, find me a four year-old child, some pots and pans and a recording contract. Oh, and pass me a dictionary and a pin and I’ll come up with some song titles.