So, good folks when you are a trombone player, your friends bombard you with all kinds of abuse, jokes and general snide comments denegrating a beautiful instrument. Here's the latest:
A musician went on vacation "to the islands, mon." When he got off the boat, he heard the drummers playing an island rhythm. He found it fascinating. However, after several hours, the sound of the drums became an annoyance, so at dinner, he asked the waiter, "when will the drums stop?"
The waiter went pale and stammered, "No. No. Drums not stop. Very bad when the drums stop."
After tossing and turning through the night, he called the front desk at 2 a.m. to ask when the drums would stop. "No. No. Drums not stop. Very bad when drums stop.", came the reply.
After a sleepless night, he was waiting at the front desk for the manager. He asked again, "When do the drums stop?"
Again came the reply, "No. No. Drums not stop. Very bad when drums stop."
Grabbing the manager by his shirt, the man screamed, "What happens that's so bad when the drums stop?!"
The manager winced and replied, "trombone solo."
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