— Quick toward the window move you’re the aerial listen…! Tonic Water Twist Cap capsized into Won’t Burn, Smoke or Smell as he gained the plateau of Musical Couriers — little further listen!
— Man I have to answer it maybe it’s…
— Don’t move…! he was gone between 24–10 Pad Pkgs and 48 № 1 Cans Beef Gravy — there!
— Look I’m answering it man maybe it’s my…
— Bastards!
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— Bastards you ow…! he caught his head, came down pounding Trade Extra 1909 slipped against 2 Dozen 57 The World’s Largest Selling Ketchup and kicked, got the mop handle — bastards!
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The mop handle flailed, he plunged it down, pounded — can’t play the whole symphony can’t even play the whole God damned scherzo bastards…! Musical Courier 1911 skidded offside, he twisted, pounded, kicked against 24–10 Pad Pkgs forced a knee against it, forced the other against 48 № 1 Cans Beef Gravy and sank further, tried a shoulder against the abrupt decline of 2 Dozen 57 The World’s Largest Selling Ketchup, fought a hand out — ooph! Trade Extra broke against a rib — bastards…!
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— Man like what’s happening in here are you up there? I mean it sounds like the whole fucking place is going through to the cellar what happened.
— Shot the pianist.
— Like it’s his boss on the phone I mean Bast’s, like I mean he’s really strung out man you coming down?
— Can’t.
— Look he said he heard this Mister Grynszpan’s here he wants to talk to him man I mean he wants to talk to anybody… she got over the collision of Tonic Water Twist Cap, brought moccasins up on it settling back — like go talk to him man I mean you know what’s with Grynszpan… she tapped the paper crease, held it up — I mean he’s really strung out in there like he’s yelling like you don’t know if he’s laughing or crying kitty kitty kitty? I mean he must be some creep, kitty kitty? Is he up there man? Chairman Meow is he up there…? her free hand scratched where it fell — like he’s probably so scared we won’t see him for a month, man? I mean what are you doing up there.
— Peruse this fine volume… Trade Extra’s cracked leather spine sailed over NO DEPOSIT to hit the clock, the second hand fled into NO RETURN — armchair traveler God damned exciting journey no obligation… paper tore. — The music of the world is free to all. How’s that.
— Like I mean I could really tell them man, you know? I mean like why should I have to be this fucking model just because this spaced out ten year old said I will, I mean I’m the one that ought to write this book you know?
— For those whom classic pieces interest, Scarlatti, Bach, Haydn and old Handel have written oratorios and fugues how’s that.
— Like I tell all my friends and I really break my ass when I get out of school like I take this charm course and how to do makeup and all and I mean then they’re all getting pissed off buying Vogue when I’m like never in it and I’m like nothing you know?
— Unhappy Schubert speaks to them in the sweet tones of Rosamunde. Beethoven, master of masters, thrills alike the listeners and the performer of his Appassionata or beautiful Fifth Symphony…
— And then I mean I finally figure out like all this time I’m trying to be it I really hate this fucking model I always said I’ll be, you know?
— Chopin bemoans the fate of Poland in his nocturnes or breathes the fiery valor of his countrymen in Polonaise…
— Like I mean you forget how you know? I mean like hating all these wise-ass generals and fucked up presidents we get and like these banks and faceless reverend garbage peels and asshole politicians I mean it’s just this big drag and like you forget, you know? I mean like really how to hate?
— For other tastes great Wagner comes and, lifting them aloft above the clouds, transports them to the mighty Halls of old Walhalla, in Ride of Walküres, or takes them to the cool, green depths of classic Rhine in Nibelungen Ring…
— I mean like when I finally find out I’m fine like just who I am, and I mean this model I always said I’ll be like I find out all this time I really hate her you know? I mean I’m breaking my ass and she’s like making me hate who I really am, you know?
— The Pianola is the universal means of playing the piano.
— I mean I could write this book people would read, you know?
— Universal, because there is no one in all the world, having the use of hands and feet, who could not leam to use it with but little effort.
— Like I mean I’d communicate, you know?
— The striking of the notes of the selection, in proper time and place, is no concern of the player. This is correctly done by perforated rolls of paper…
