That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for December 06, 2019

Desperate measures taken by orchestra to increase attendance.

“I’ve got those cold nipple blues.”

Can’t go wrong with sex and violins.

Juliet’s rendition of Fiddler on the Roof was average at best, but she still got an aroused ovation.

She just finished playing her variation of Bob Hope’s theme. Calls it “Thanks for the mammaries”

But this is nothing! Just wait until you see and hear her performance of Aire on a G-String!

once again daphne mutters, where is ariadne? the promoter’s not gonna pay us if our nude drummer keeps no-showing…

“Don’t string me along; I just want to fiddle about, fiddle about, fiddle about, Uncle Ernie!”

—(apologies to The Who)

Jane hated it when the air conditioner broke,but the concert goers didn’t seem to mind.

“I keep telling him, it’s the Devil went down to Georgia.”

“Don’t mess with me.”

Thank god, she finally fell asleep. Crazy aunt Emma would come out half dressed during Thanksgiving and start ‘playing’. It sounded like she was strangling a cat – nobody could talk until, after her third glass of wine, she inevitably fell asleep.

Musicians have their own way of playing strip poker.

Paga, was the first to experiment with lap steel violin.

The only classical Burlesque review in town.

That doesn’t look like a woman to me.

First the conductor tells her to take it from the top and then the g-string breaks….

Bruce was very happy with his breast augmentation, but found he now tired easily, when he was fiddling around.

The Green Hornet wondered why he was hearing violin music while motoring through town in the Black Beauty. He thought he’d asked his driver for a take-out “pizza Kato.”

She was tired of playing second fiddle to uncle Nero as Rome burned….

Number 9 of Scenes from a Laundromat.

She knew what the work was about/ and the outcome was never in doubt/ but she let the chips fall/ and gave it her all./At the end, she was simply"played out".

Looks like Paga -ta ta’s to me.

I’m goin’ to Lou’siana with a . . .damn! Where is my banjo? And what happened to my clothes?

Paganana hated when she dozed during the piano interlude only to awake to find that the rest of the violin section had undressed her yet again.

Boris know there would be side effects from the steroids, but he wasn’t expecting THIS (THESE?)!

Her playing animated the audience and her.

A Musician: 

https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Thomas_Wilmer_Dewing_-_A_Musician.jpg 

has info and links that point to info about this roughly B4 paper size painting.

http://www.artcyclopedia.com/artists/dewing_thomas_wilmer.html 

https://www.the-athenaeum.org/people/detail.php?ID=1727 

https://www.philamuseum.org/collections/permanent/48519.html 

https://www.wikiart.org/en/thomas-dewing 

https://www.wga.hu/bio_m/d/dewing/biograph.html 

https://americanart.si.edu/artist/thomas-wilmer-dewing-1247 

http://www.artnet.com/artists/thomas-wilmer-dewing/biography 

https://www.msfineart.com/artists/thomas-wilmer-dewing-2/ 

https://collection.crystalbridges.org/people/31/thomas-wilmer-dewing 

all have info, or links that point to more info, about this artist, perhaps in addition to than what’s pointed to by the title URL. This is the first work by him used here.

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (⌘- or Ctrl-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #2344 (December 5, 2019) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment.

“Bounce them baby bewbies, oh bounce them baby bewbies… .. dang, I’ve to to come up with a better lyric.. OH…. YODEL-ADY-HOOOOOO..”

Turns out that Brahms Lullaby for Violins really works.

She thought it was “Bra’s Lullaby”…

Stop fiddling with yourself.

Not to be confused with her sister Paga-No-No.

It took many tries, but Shirley finally came up with a method for getting the violin away from that horrible musician.

Bored bare-breasted beauty on her brief bow break.

This one time … at band camp … Dang it! Why do people fall asleep when I tell this story any more?