Where Have All The Accordions Gone?

My Dear Labworm,
That does not surprise me in the least, in fact my serious fear of dentists is the result of one such amateur musician's amusing little paradiddle played on my "choppers" around the age of 13.

It still resonates with me today.
 
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"An ill wind that no one blows good"

It would be very hard to get the youth of today's generation (myself included) to climb over-the-top of a World War One trench to follow the bag-piper into the face of German machine-guns like as happened a hundred years ago.

But perhaps if you kept the pipers in the trench, wailing away with that Rowdy-Roddy-Piper sound, some would consider climbing out to face the music. And if you added an accordian to accompany the pipe-music, you might just clear the trench without the need of a Provost Marshal walking up-and-down the duckboards with a cocked Webley in his hand and a whistle in his mouth.
 
I was at a Billy Joel Concert a lot of years ago. He started playing an acordian. He told the crowd he grew up in a tough neighborhood and if the other kids knew he played piano they would have beaten him up. But they would have killed him if they knew he played the acordian.

General comment - Billy Joel is extremely funny.
 
ACCORDIONS

Most of their popularity died with Lawrence Welk. The cost to make them just rose and rose. Some were kept to torture kids with lessons. Most in use today are in New Orleans with groups like Buckwheat Zydeco. If they can't get your toe tapping, you might be dead.
 
Thanks DeadAye for the goose bump moment with that top vid. The pipes have always hit me where I live, figure if it didn't I'd have no soul.

The accordion? Too much hit or miss, although an old gent would play on the beachfront down here on a Friday night and could always get a few folks happy footing along the Broadwalk.
 
An accordion player drove to the beach. He checked to make sure that his accordion was secure in the back seat and then locked the car.

After a couple of hours of beach walking he returned to his car and discovered the rear window broken out. Fearing the worst, he looked in the back seat only to discover a second accordion sitting next to his.
 
Y'all know the definition of a gentleman?
One who knows how to play the accordion...and doesn't.

I love zydeco and many celtic bands rock a squeezebox of some sort, but as was said, in the wrong hands? Ouch...
 
INSTRUMENTS GONE BAD.

My Father played the piano & organ. We loved piano music, but THE ORGAN made you feel like you were at a roller rink or hockey game. Thank God he never got his hands on an accordion!
 
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The girl playing the guitar and singing Highway to Hell is pretty entertaining too :)
 
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