[Guest]

When Mozart passed away, he was buried in a churchyard. A couple days later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard some strange noise coming from the area where Mozart was buried.

Terrified, the drunk ran and got the town magistrate to come and listen to it.

When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said, "Ah, yes, that's Mozart's Ninth Symphony, being played backwards."

He listened a while longer, and said, "There's the Eighth Symphony, and it's backwards, too. Most puzzling."

So the magistrate kept listening; "There's the Seventh... the Sixth... the Fifth..."

Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate; he stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery, "My fellow citizens, there's nothing to worry about. It's just Mozart decomposing."

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[Izzy]

Hehehe.

[Guest]

That made me laugh.

[Guest]

Nice joke!

[randro]

lol thats funny

[dms172]

Ha Ha, good one.

[Guest]

at frist i didnt get it but now i do lol

[Guest]

he he...

[Guest]

thats my new signature

[Guest]

thats my new signature

Ha! NP

[Guest]

rofl... that is so funny

[Guest]

rofl... that is so funny

Thz

[Guest]

You forgot the horn concertos! there are four of them...

(I'm a horn player, and I get extremely upset when people sound like they've forgotten them)

[Guest]

Nice play on words!

[Guest]

super funny!!

[Guest]

Funny

Reminds me of a Monty Python song, Decomposing Composers

"Beethoven's gone, but his music lives on,

And Mozart don't go shopping no more.

You'll never meet Liszt or Brahms again,

And Elgar doesn't answer the door.

Schubert and Chopin used to chuckle and laugh,

Whilst composing a long symphony,

But one hundred and fifty years later,

There's very little of them left to see.

They're decomposing composers.

There's nothing much anyone can do.

You can still hear Beethoven,

But Beethoven cannot hear you.

Handel and Haydn and Rachmaninov

Enjoyed a nice drink with their meal,

But nowadays, no one will serve them,

And their gravy is left to congeal.

Verdi and Wagner delighted the crowds

With their highly original sound.

The pianos they played are still working,

But they're both six feet underground.

They're decomposing composers.

There's less of them every year.

You can say what you like to Debussy,

But there's not much of him left to hear.

Claude Achille Debussy-- Died, 1918.

Christophe Willebald Gluck-- Died, 1787.

Carl Maria von Weber-- Not at all well, 1825. Died, 1826.

Giacomo Meyerbeer-- Still alive, 1863. Not still alive, 1864.

Modeste Mussorgsky-- 1880, going to parties. No fun anymore, 1881.

Johan Nepomuk Hummel-- Chatting away nineteen to the dozen with his mates down the pub every evening, 1836. 1837, nothing."