Musician jokes
Cheesy or not, post your best. Let's try to keep them as nerdy as possible
This one will take a bit of music theory to understand, but it's a golden oldie.
A bluegrass guitarist wants to improve his playing and decides to go to the academy of music and become a serious musician. But first he has to pass a little test in musical theory. The teacher asks him:
"What is the subdominant of "C"?" The bluegrass-guitarist doesn't come up with an answer, so the teacher says "Could it be, you don't know what a subdominant is?" "Of course I know that!", he says. "So what's the problem?"
"I always thought, that "C" IS the subdominant!"
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Last edited by OceanEyes28; 08-29-2012 at 09:30 PM.
What's the difference between a drummer and a pizza? The pizza can feed a family of four.
How do you know when a drummers at the door? He can't figure out when to come in.
What's black, blue and lying in a ditch? A bassist after telling too many drummer jokes
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What's the difference between a herd of bulls and an orchestra?
A herd of bulls has the horns in the front and the assholes in the back.
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What's the difference between a bass player and a rhinoceros that just ate a can of beans?
One is a big, hairy useless thing that makes deep farting sounds, and smells terrible.
The other is a Rhinoceros.
For Our Lord Sheogorath, without Whom all Thought would be linear and all Feeling would be fleeting. Blessed are the Madmen, for they hold the keys to secret knowledge. Blessed are the Phobic, always wary of that which would do them harm. Blessed are the Obsessed, for their courses are clear. Blessed are the Addicts, may they quench the thirst that never ebbs. Blessed are the Murderous, for they have found beauty in the grotesque. Blessed are the Firelovers, for their hearts are always warm. Blessed are the Artists, for in their hands the impossible is made real. Blessed are the Musicians, for in their ears they hear the music of the soul. Blessed are the Sleepless, as they bask in wakeful dreaming. Blessed are the Paranoid, ever-watchful for our enemies. Blessed are the Visionaries, for their eyes see what might be. Blessed are the Painlovers, for in their suffering, we grow stronger. Blessed is the Madgod, who tricks us when we are foolish, punishes us when we are wrong, tortures us when we are unmindful, and loves us in our imperfection.
Ok...really cheesy...but in a good way. What do you get when you drop a piano down a mine shaft?
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