| Yule plays the piano at the round corner
He doesn't play for money
and he doesn't play for art.
He plays believing hežs making a bitter statement
about the black mans burden in a white mans world.
When pressed he will snarl at his Danish audience
informing them that they are the original south africans.
When challanged by another street performer
who wishes to also work the public courtyard
he plays the poor underdog oppressed minority
and if pressed further
will erupt into thinly veiled threats of violence
from a shady group of a black brotherhood
he conciders himself part of.
I mean for fucks sake
How scary can a piano pushing light jazz musician be? © MARTIN EWEN 1998 |