Skating Mashup on White Rock

Chasing around in memories of progressive rock.

Looked up Rick Wakeman's White Rock and found this mashup of The Shoot and Olympic performances by Tessa Virtue and Scott Moir on youtube.

And I'm distracted by the confllicts between law, courtesy, and art. I'm sure Rick Wakeman wouldn't mind, and I imagine Tessa Virtue and Scott Moir might be pleased. Maybe.

It's the Olympics committees I'm worried about.

Courtesy is owed, but it should not be forced.

Art is art.

To the Girl on the Train

(One of those had-a-bad-day riffs, still not sure whether I should post it.)

You got legs.
Pretty legs.
And a skirt to show them off.

Well I can see you got legs.
It's not my business, how beautiful they are,
It's not something I wanted to know.

I got eyes.
Bad eyes.
They only see what's in front of them,
And that, none too well.

If I see your legs in that skirt you're wearing,
Is it my fault or yours?

I don't know.

Fashion, what you wreak in men!
What you wreak in women!

I was already distracted,
My thoughts gone far afield
To arcane mathematical hobbies,
And now I see your legs.

You got needs.
I can see your needs in the fashion you wear.

But I'm not one to see your legs
And I'm not one to know your needs.
Will you pardon me
If I turn my eyes away?

[Really hadn't wanted to channel ZZ Top today.]