Piano Man is inherently homosexual. The piano man is playing in a gay bar run by lesbians. It caters to depressed queers whose only happy moment is when the piano man comes to play. Tell me I’m wrong.
“Now John at the bar he’s a friend of mine, he gets me my drinks for free, and he’s quick on a joke or to light up your smoke… he says ‘Bill I believe this is killing me…’”
“Now Paul is a realestate novelist who never had time for a wife, and he’s talking to Davey who’s still in the navy”
“And the waitress is practicing politics” (lesbian feminist)
“The manager gives me a smile… he knows that it’s me they’ve been coming to see”
“They sit at the bar putting bread in my jar saying man what are you doing here”
The piano man is “straight” in a gay bar and he doesn’t even know it
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thank you for participating in this very important professional scientific study!
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I NEED to rec this fic because holy cow.
So freaking cute.
It's based on the song Piano Man by Billy Joel, and the idea that the song is about a gay bar. This one is set a bit after Bill, the piano man, has stopped playing at the bar.
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Piano Man vs Storm Front Showdown
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In Vacuo, after the fall of Atlas…
Whitley: *Depressed and uncomfortable in new surroundings* 😞
Neon: Hmm…the little boyfriend needs something to cheer him up and help him fit in around here…
Flynt: Didn’t you say he likes music? Maybe you can take him out dancing or something?
Neon: I don’t know…Whitley doesn’t seem super comfortable dancing, but…🤔
Neon: ☝️😯💡
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Whitley: Neon, are you sure about this place…? It looks a bit…rough…
Neon: *pulling Whitley into Vacuan Faunus bar* Don’t worry, little snowflake! You’re with me!
Whitley: *blinking in the dim light, awkwardly trying to avoid eye contact with tough, muscular Faunus bar patrons* 😰
Faunus: 😒
Neon: *whispers something to the bartender*
Bartender: *flips a light switch and points to a piano on a stage in the corner*
Neon: *grabs Whitley’s hand and pulls him to the stage*
Whitley: *shrinking a bit in the spotlight* Neon, what are-?!
Neon: *gently pushes Whitley down on the bench and hushes him with a forehead kiss*
Neon: I know you’ve been having a tough time since Atlas, so I wanted to find something to help you feel more at home around here.
Neon: *putting some sheets of music on the piano* Remember that time you played me that sweet tune for my birthday?
Whitley: *trying to focus on Neon as bar patrons stare at him* I suppose, but I don’t think a piano concerto is appropriate for this place…
Neon: *taps the sheet music* Don’t worry, I picked out the perfect song! It’s just like that thing you told me about from music class! What was it…?
Whitley: Sight-reading?
Neon: That’s the thing! Trust me, you’re going to do great!
Whitley: *looks over her shoulder at the crowd of tough faunus* I’m not sure…😨
Neon: *pulls up a chair and sits immediately in front of the stage* Just pretend you’re playing for me, and nobody else is here! Knock ‘em dead, snowflake!
Entire bar: *dead quiet and staring at Whitley*
Whitley: 😥
Faunus: 🤨
Whitley: *looks at Neon*
Neon: 😉👍
Whitley: 😮💨
Whitley: *places his hands on the keyboard and looks over the music* Hmm…looks easy enough…I hope nobody minds that I don’t have a harmonica?
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Yang: *walking past the bar on the sidewalk, sipping a smoothie*
Bar Patrons: *loudly singing from inside* 🎶 SING US A SONG, YOU’RE THE PIANO MAAAAN…! SING US A SONG TONIIIIIGHT….!!! 🎶
Yang: What the hell was that? *peeks through the door*
Whitley: *playing his third encore and wearing a borrowed fedora* 😎 🎶 🎹 🎶
Neon: *at the microphone, leading the audience in singing along*
Faunus patrons: 🎶…CAUSE WE’RE ALL IN THE MOOD FOR A MELODYYYY…AND YOU’VE GOT US FEELING ALL RIIIIIIGHT…!!!!🎶
Yang: *filming with her Scroll* Ice queen is never going to believe this!
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And the piano it sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say, "Man, what are you doing here?"
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Okay but no one has EVER been roasted as hard as William Joel roasted those teenagers in Captain Jack. “Why are you even here, you incessant masturbator. You don’t have a job. You’re pretentious, lonely, boring and you pick your nose. Also, your dad’s dead. Yeah you better shoot up that heroin, you little shit.”
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it could be nine o'clock on a saturday. but it isn't. it fucking isn't.
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@thebreakfastgenie Not only did you not tell me about The Piano Man Legacy Edition, you didn’t fucking tell me that his contributions to the Goncharov soundtrack are included! HE GAVE CREDIT TO TCHAIKOVSKY, MY FAVORITE CLASSICAL COMPOSER. I am never speaking to you again.
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Please god make the flags actually be based on americans that would be so fucking funny.
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Me when: The PIANO! It sounds like a CARNIVAL!!! And the MICROPHONE SMELLS LIKE B33R!!! And they SIT AT THE BAR and put BREAD IN MY JAR and say “MAN? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE????”
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What Your Favorite Song On Piano Man Says About You
Travelin' Prayer: you don't mind your partner having a life without you
Piano Man: get out of here
Ain't No Crime: you just want to be left alone
You're My Home: you're a hopeless romantic
The Ballad of Billy the Kid: you love history but also movies and you will point out the inaccuracies in movies but not to be a jerk it's just fun for you
Worse Comes to Worst: you have a backup plan
Stop in Nevada: you love divorce
If I Only Had the Words: you are terrible at communicating. do better.
Somewhere Along the Line: you're happy but you are ignoring something
Captain Jack: you know a lot of middle class white kids
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Piano Man by Billy Joel
Released in 1973, this cool and chill song is largely inspired by Billy Joel's personal experience as a bar pianist.
(Lyrics under the cut)
[Verse 1]
It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sittin' next to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin
He says, "Son, can you play me a memory?
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad, and it's sweet, and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes"
[Refrain]
La, la-la, di-dee-da
La-la, di-dee-da da-dum
[Chorus]
Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright
[Verse 2]
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke, or to light up your smoke
But there's someplace that he'd rather be
He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me"
As the smile ran away from his face
"Well, I'm sure that I could be a movie star
If I could get out of this place"
[Refrain]
Oh, la, la-la, di-dee-da
La-la, di-dee-da da-dum
[Verse 3]
Now Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talkin' with Davy, who's still in the navy
And probably will be for life
And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessmen slowly get stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's better than drinkin' alone
[Piano Solo]
[Chorus]
Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright
[Verse 4]
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see
To forget about life for a while
And the piano, it sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"
[Refrain]
Oh, la, la-la, di-dee-da
La-la, di-dee-da da-dum
[Chorus]
Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright
Lyrics by Genius: Billy Joel – Piano Man Lyrics | Genius Lyrics
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Since Billy Joel is trending now, here are my favorites in no particular order:
New York man is fucking pissed
Why you shouldn't marry right out of high school
Don't trust anyone, not even yourself your lover
Tied with Alicia Keys for "Most Overplayed song at any given NYC sports game" award
Barbershop quartet serenades you so sweetly under the moonlight
Never live in Hackensack, New Jersey
Hey remember the Vietnam War? Yeah that was bad.
I wanna have sex with a Catholic girl
I wanna have sex with an Upper East Side girl
Solo by The Artful Dodger from the hit 1830's bestseller Oliver Twist
Shit's fucked
The only reason I know about the existence of Wheeling, West Virginia
"Hey, Billi! Looks to me like you're on the WRONG SIDE OF THE RIVER"
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Billy said Paul was a real estate novelist and we really let that slide, what the fuck is a real estate novel??!?
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