That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for February 28, 2025

/// Bakfark holds up his hands and appears

to be fending off figures he fears.

Three bald topless men float

in mid-air and they gloat.

Must be demons; they have pointed ears!

“Oh God. It’s true, you shouldn’t eat before you sleep.”

One of the sonar contacts had engine, screw blade, and loud music. We went to pariscope depth and saw a cruise ship. I recommended that we form a boarding party and surface.

“B-b-b bird, bird, bird, b-bird’s the word.”

Almost perfect Steve – I’d just substitute Yacht Rock for Milli Vanilli….

Room 101 in 1884.

I’m not sure what “Yacht Rock” is supposed to be, but it seems like it would be a good title for a song written and played by Pablo Cruise.

Everybody else got stoned, but Agnes was the designated driver.

Just about the time that Agnes was ready to get up and start dancing at the cross-dressers ball, the quaaludes kicked in. I know, I was there.

2026 Super Bowl halftime?

Aw, man! Who cut that?

Don’t make waves about the yacht music, or we’ll dock your pay.

Elizabeth Otis stumbles upon her husband’s other elevator advancement…Muzak.

“Cry havoc, and release the DOGE..” – Elon Shakespeare

“Bakfark” is a funny name:/

I guess that his mother’s to blame:/

Had his mother been smart/

He’d have been named “Batfart”/

But look what the poor kid became..

Well, I have my demons, but they never play music for me.

Gierdzjiewski’s a funny name/

But famous it never became:/

It hasn’t done well/

(It’s too hard to spell)/

Unlike “Musk” (our divine “cleansing flame”).///

“Wastin away again in Margaritaville….”

I did NOT write “and hence”! Siri did !

It’s Bakfark! I thought twas “Bakfrak”/

Now I’m taken completely aback !

I’m checking the date -/

Hope it’s not too late/

To turn around and backtrack..

That painting’s dark!

Nobody does a two handed set shot anymore.

♫ Shoulda’ been gone, knowing how I made you feel…♫

“Oh No, No. Thank You, you guys are too kind!”

“Wait til you hear our cover of the Stones’ Sympathy for the Devil…”

In a time of more frequent visitations

Evil spirits had little hesitations

To come to musicians extremely bored

Who dared to play the Tritone ‘D3vil’s Chord’

Thus lutist Bakfark once risked d@mnation

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We don’t know what were his risky capers

For authorities burned much of his music papers

He had for some reason lost his Queen Bona factor

Through which in court he had been a favored actor

After that his lute career dilutes and slowly tapers

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Other composers dared per unofficial record

To dance with the D3vil and play his special chord

Paganini was one such as violin virtuoso

And Liszt in ‘Mephisto Waltz’ did it also

But some recent Rock stars have the past ignored

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If Bakfark had a band today and been eclectic

Would he have played a mean wild lute electric?

Through the years it seems many musicians

Have counted the D3vil and made bad decisions

And so succumbed to his tricks pyroelectric

Bakfark, lutenist of Queen Bona: 

Paste (including the quote marks) 

"Category:Ignacy Gierdziejewski" Wikimedia 

(syntax supported by the Google, Bing, Yahoo, and Brave search engines) in the browser address bar (or search for it using one of those search engines) and choose the first Wikimedia Category: found, and once there find the text string 568, and click its link for info and links that point to more info (perhaps best viewed by the Google Chrome or Mozilla Firefox browsers, which can automatically translate most webpages if necessary) about this roughly jumbo envelope size painting. 

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (Ctrl- or right-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #3468 (February 27, 2025) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment, and using the dropdown menu (even larger if you crop what’s after .png from the URL). I’ve added a comment there pointing to the info about this artist I used to point to here. So far, first work by him used here.

Considered the prince of chair dancing, Bakfark shows off his new moves.