Haikus in Beirut

I was singing this afternoon somewhere and sang “Haikus in Beirut” instead of “Moonlight in Vermont”, completely by mistake. I was thinking about the time in the middle of the night when we drunkenly tried to hijack a plane to go and kidnap an amateur poet’s true love from her family in the Bekaa Valley but failed because we fell asleep on the train and missed the airport stop. At jazz gigs you can normally sing whatever damn text you want to because your audience is deaf and drunk and genetically positioned somewhere between the lettuce and the gooseberry bush, but this was a genuine error.

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