Art & Music Jokes

A Geologist's Ode to Olivine

The Geology Poem  - Ode to Olivine in Thin Section, a poem by Brenna Lorenz 
In basalt a lurid green Bespeaks the savage olivine; Mantle's child, born of fire, Restless in the open air, Little beads of anger bear The torture of desire. Silica upon its face It suffers, helpless, in disgrace, Its powers of reaction bound By solid's bond and cage, In agony confined to rage Unstable and unsound. Its birefringent power plays The sifted light to rare displays; The haunting, primal colors tell Of fire and fury's flag unfurled, Flag of fluid, nether world, Beneath the fragile shell.

Anonymous

Lead Trumpet Changes Light Bulb

Q: How many lead trumpet players does it take to change a light bulb?
A: Fifty. One to do it and the others to stand around and say, "I could do that better.

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Here Somewhere

Went to a music store looking for the Cello Concerto in D. I searched the place for over an hour with no luck. As I was about to give up and leave, I decided to have a look through other composers section on the off chance it was put in there by mistake. Eventually I found it. Haydn in the Bach.

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