Post by Gabriel Takana on May 21, 2010 12:12:58 GMT -4
So I wrote this because I was listening to Micheal Bublè.
The soft sound of the piano filled the room as his fingers walked across the keys. It was a soft romantic song that filled the area with love. A smile crossed his fair features as he watched people dancing to his music. He had never expected his songs to move people, to have them up on their feet dancing. The current song ended and he paused to catch his breath. The sound of trumpets broke the silence as a quick jazz beat entered into the room. "When marimba rhythm starts to play, Dance with me, make me sway," he sang into the microphone.
He finished his song the trumpets accompanying him with their loud piercing cries. There was nothing better then a few good trumpets adding that jazzy tone to music. Something about them just made a song instantly more interesting and lively. Finishing his song he took a breath and looking around at the cheering audience smiled softly to himself. "Thank you, I hope your night is going well," he said with confidence "How bout another?"
He finished his song the trumpets accompanying him with their loud piercing cries. There was nothing better then a few good trumpets adding that jazzy tone to music. Something about them just made a song instantly more interesting and lively. Finishing his song he took a breath and looking around at the cheering audience smiled softly to himself. "Thank you, I hope your night is going well," he said with confidence "How bout another?"
