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A Timeless Riff

Contributed by skyhawk432 on Wednesday, 10th September 2008 @ 11:56:28 AM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems

Hans has seen better days but
still plays near Lake Hefner in a way
similar to Van Halen: hands
joining together for the triplets
and heaving heavy blues
in fine improvisation.

His old Les Paul's been felt up
more times than a hooker
and was born before old Paul himself could
rub many right with the overdub.
It's a guitar that's traveled far and wide
and has seen better days.

Picture the bob cut on all the men
during the time of early Genesis when
people tried to imitate Peter Gabriel
and his flower routine. It was there
being held by a Hackett fan in that
sitting-down style, being plucked
to Firth of Fifth. It didn't stay long since
it was too jazzy to be in a Prog band.

When Rush came fast into town
with YYZ abound, for sure people
imitated it; and when it was time
for the bass and lead's competition,
that old Les Paul couldn't handle the heat.
It went straight into submission
and hands passed around again since
it was too soft to be in an eighties rock band.

By the time The Pixies rolled around,
no one cared for this Gibson
except for the museums and persons
wanting the original edition. But, somehow
it got used to an attic down in Lexington,
where it lied in that dusty land since
it was too old to be in a Grunge band.

Here we are now at Hefner near the docks
and Hans is warming up
his hands to Clapton. That Paul
sings out Layla in a way that is
jazzy and soft and old
but timeless to the ears. Though these
years have been hard on both,
the chords still ring true
with a heavy helping of blues
painting Oklahoman hues of green and red.

Copyright © skyhawk432 ... [ 2008-09-10 11:56:28]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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