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Pocket trumpet and it’s a language from the artists soul. Great example of the critics overconfidence that don’t have a language of their soul

my reaction also. This is exquisite music

are you a violinist?

@@nakedfordinner no, I am not

are you?

@@nakedfordinner but I know how this shit works. It's the same with poetry. People writing gibberish for other people, patting each other on the back, and when you say it's junk, they tell you you just don't have the capacity to understand it.

@@kshinji Dude, relax. I was genuinely curious as to whether or not you're a violinist because I thought it would be interesting to hear the opinion of one who doesn't like this music, that's all. And no, sorry, but that isn't how this shit works, it's not some big conspiracy where everyone is bullshitting, it's just that people look for different things in music. I can totally understand why you don't like this music, but don't accuse me of "pretending" to like it simply because you don't, that's just as obnoxious as me saying you don't have the capacity to understand it.

why do you say such things

Because his mind is conditioned.

Bad look.

righteously gnarly!

WAS this a sold out concert?

@@vickyitt4339 I seem to remember it was sold out. Anthony Braxton and Stanley Crouch were there, among others.

World of Warcraft

This song is neither vague nor misogynistic. It's pretty clearly a protest song about the way we indoctrinate our soldiers. The only misogyny in this song it's the misogyny of the system that he's trying to point out. All in all, I'd say it's rather poignant. However, I listened to it for years before I finally got what it was about. Just a couple of weeks ago I decided to learn this song. The first time I read the lyrics all the way through it hit me like a ton of bricks. By the time I got to the last verse on my first run through, I got so choked up I almost couldn't finish.

And the ship sets the sail They've lived the tale To carry to the shore Straining at the oars Or staring from the rail And the sea bids farewell She waves in swells And sends them on their way Time has been her pay And time will have to tell Soon your sailing will be over Come and take the pleasures of the harbor And the anchor hits the sand The hungry hands Have tied them to the port The hour will be short For leisure on the land And the girls scent the air They seem so fair With paint on their face Soft is their embrace to lead them up the stairs Soon your sailing will be over Come and take the pleasures of the harbor In the room dark and dim Touch of skin He asks her of her name She answers with no shame And not a sense of sin Until the fingers draw the blinds Sip of wine The cigarette of doubt The candle is blown out The darkness is so kind Soon your sailing will be over Come and take the pleasures of the harbor And the shadows frame the light Same old sight Thrill has blown away Now all alone they lay Two strangers in the night Till his heart skips a beat He's on his feet To shipmates he must join She's counting up the coins He's swallowed by the street Soon your sailing will be over Come and take the pleasures of the harbor In the bar hangs a cloud The whiskey's loud There's laughter in their eyes The lonely in disguse Are clinging to the crowd And the bottle fills the glass The haze is fast He's trembling for the taste Of passion gone to waste In memories of the past Soon your sailing will be over Come and take the pleasures of the harbor In the alley, red with rain Cry of pain For love was but a smile Teasing all the while Now dancing down the drain 'Till the boys reach the dock They gently mock Lift him on their backs Lay him on his rack And leave beneath the lock Soon your sailing will be over Come and take the pleasures of the harbor And the ship sets the sail They've lived the tale To carry from the shore Straining at the oars Or staring from the rail And the sea bids farewell She waves in swells And sends them on their way Time has been her pay And time will have to tell Soon your sailing will be over Come and take the pleasures of the harbor

wow, you really missed the point of this song I think. I can only guess how you'd misperceive When In Rome...