A poem of mythical proportion. |
Got this story I heard sometime back From a friend of a friend, or something like that Once upon a New Year’s eve, a long time ago Some people were witness to a really righteous show The weather was cold but the crowd was hot They were all fired up but the band was not The headliner had phoned they were still in Cleveland The singer had the flu, or whatever the reason The opening band just split for a gig across town All the good players were nowhere to be found The mob was anxious and they called for the next act Some were shouting they wanted their money back! Time was getting late and no music was playing If something didn’t happen soon the people weren’t staying All of a sudden the lights went dim and a spot light popped It got so quiet you could hear a pin drop Four figures stood on stage right out of thin air Just a minute before, they weren’t there Music started up and the crowd got on their feet A cheer went out over the heavy bass beat A dude at the mike announced he was J.C. And the guys behind him were the Wise Guys 3 One guy was on the kit, another on sax They had a stand-up bass, JC had a wide-body axe They had a great sound and covered all the hits They even played a few numbers of their own mix As the night wore on they fell into a groove Rhythm and blues never sounded so smooth At midnight they paused to ring in the year Then played a slow tune to dance with someone dear The music went on ‘til the wee hours of the morning You’d never thought the evening started so boring Round about dawn they thanked the crowd With a step back they all took a bow The people clapped, shouted and cheered Then just like that the band disappeared Now I understand there in that hall A good time was had by all I don’t know if that really happened I wasn’t there, as you might imagine Stories get told sometimes by fools But this one actually sounds pretty cool Do be aware for when you expect it least You too could be witness to a historic piece Like the night long ago when people got to see Ol’ J.C. play with the Wise Guy 3. |