By the mid point of this video, I was in stitches. By its end, tears were falling on my laptop keyboard. I may not recover tonight.
There Is No Scribe. Scribe Just Died From Laughter. Don Cherry’s Piano Desk
December 27, 2011 By
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nice one. he does that all the time, about someone put the piano to it
bury me next to you, that was great!
That shit is fucking hillarious, saw it over on some other site. Sent it to some friends, they all cracked up. A classic vid.
And people tell me I am easily amused.
Your intro prepared me for some wholly unique, near psychopathic, Cherryrant. But he’s still the same old fucking curmudgeon — only now with piano accompaniment.