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Lovelorn musician who vowed to play piano in park non-stop to win back his girlfriend stopped playing after being ‘punched in the head’

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  • Sharkibark

    Can I just say that I truly LOL’d without even reading the article? Thanks, BCF. Made my night!

    • You’re welcome.

    • Morticiaa

      Ditto

    • Justin St.Denis

      My reaction was identical. I think most actual men are very impatient with “Badge Sentimentalism” which this is for sure!

      • Sharkibark

        Women too 😉

  • EVERYBODY’s a music critic these days! Anyway, in the words on Moe Howard, “That’s to make your head smart.”

  • andycanuck

    Was he punched when he got to “I gave my love a chicken that had no bones”?

  • WalterBannon

    stalker like

    so I guess standing outside her house with a radio playing Peter Gabriel is totally right out then

    …someone better tell John Cusack

    the left have killed romance

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S5Y8tFQ01OY

  • Drunk by Noon ✓

    Pro-Tip, if she dumped you, the only way she’s coming back is if you win the Lotto.
    Sad, but so true.

    • Alain

      Exactly, and if he had any sense he would not take her back after winning the Lotto.

      Is anyone else having trouble with Disqus not allowing a vote up? Many times it does not take, and when it shows that it did, it has disappeared when I return to the article.

    • Clausewitz

      Sometimes it’s just best to pack up the guitar case, take the money you were tossed, and go have a few drinks at the local pub. I know from experience.

  • UCSPanther

    “If ye don’t stop playing that damned piano, I’m gonna shove it up yer arse!”

  • Maurice Miner

    Well it was said best thus:

    “It’s nine o’clock on a Saturday
    The regular crowd shuffles in
    There’s an old man sitting next to me
    Making love to his tonic and gin

    He says, “Son, can you play me a memory
    I’m not really sure how it goes
    But it’s sad and it’s sweet and I knew it complete
    When I wore a younger man’s clothes.”

    La la la, di da da
    La la, di da da da dum

    Sing us a song, you’re the piano man
    Sing us a song tonight
    Well, we’re all in the mood for a melody
    And you’ve got us feeling alright

    Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
    He gets me my drinks for free
    And he’s quick with a joke or to light up your smoke
    But there’s someplace that he’d rather be
    He says, “Bill, I believe this is killing me.”
    As the smile ran away from his face
    “Well I’m sure that I could be a movie star
    If I could get out of this place”

    La la la, di da da
    La la, di da da da dum

    Now Paul is a real estate novelist
    Who never had time for a wife
    And he’s talkin’ with Davy, who’s still in the Navy
    And probably will be for life

    And the waitress is practicing politics
    As the businessmen slowly get stoned
    Yes, they’re sharing a drink they call loneliness
    But it’s better than drinkin’ alone

    Sing us a song, you’re the piano man
    Sing us a song tonight
    Well, we’re all in the mood for a melody
    And you’ve got us feeling alright

    It’s a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
    And the manager gives me a smile
    ‘Cause he knows that it’s me they’ve been comin’ to see
    To forget about life for a while
    And the piano, it sounds like a carnival
    And the microphone smells like a beer
    And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
    And say, “Man, what are you doin’ here?”

    La la la, di da da
    La la, di da da da dum

    Sing us a song, you’re the piano man
    Sing us a song tonight
    Well, we’re all in the mood for a melody
    And you’ve got us feeling alright”