Ode to Fred

By: Sarah Box

(chorus)

There’s another side to the Fred White Building

There’s another side to the double-wide

There’s another side to the place I call home

There’s another side to the double-wide

The ladies’ bathroom has no soundproofing

You never know what you’ll hear.

During ear-training tests, you hear a lot of singing

If that’s what you call it.

In musicianship, I often feel faint

Sometimes I feel my breakfast coming up

It terrifies me!

…But I like Dr. Lippens, she’s really swell…

and she teaches really well…

There’s a corner where Bonnie eats her lunch

And music majors hang their heads in despair

While listening to the 80’s rock beat sounds

Emanating from Dr. Q’s piano class.

The practice rooms- you never know who’s been there before you

…Or when the last time they showered was

…But even though it stinks,

It’s a good place to find love!

(refrain)

Metronomes going off everywhere

People sleeping in dark practice rooms

Computers crashing in the piano lab

Nightmares of theory tests

Someone’s  band- always in the room with the grand

The AC doesn’t work, the doors are always stuck…

Conducting and tapping in your sleep

Walking in asymmetrical meters…

Analyzing, harmonizing, theorizing,

…transcribing, part-writing…crying…

whoever knew music could be so much fun?