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In Search of… Babe Ruth’s Piano (rough cut)

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Readers:  It’s the debut of music on The Seeker!  The featured artist is Bo Ledman, who has been jamming on guitar for 13 years– the last 6 from his basement recording studio.  Bo is a good friend, a coworker, and one of the creative forces behind Staff Infection, the faculty band at Zion-Benton Township High School.  A few weeks ago, he was perusing articles about Babe Ruth’s piano and emailed me that he wanted to write a song about it.  We got together earlier this week and pieced together a rough cut.  I’ve posted a recording of the session below, along with  the lyrics .  That’s Bo on vocals and acoustic guitar.

 In Search of Babe Ruths Piano (rough cut)

In Search of…  Babe Ruth’s Piano

By Michael Bo Ledman and Jeff Burd

Verse One:  (D-A-C-G)

Listen up to this lecture

Based on theory and conjecture

It might change what you know          

                About a barrel-chested man

                Who could hold the world in his hands

His name’s the Big Bambino

According to New England lore

There’s fish and frogs and so much more

In Willis Pond beneath the waves

                Through the silt, beneath the murk

                The Big Bambino’s piano lurks

For years and years spending its days

In the winter of ‘18

Babe threw a big party

The piano was out on the ice

                He might have been drunk

                Don’t know what he thunk

But I bet his singing was nice         

The guests all went home

left the piano all alone

Nobody was complaining

                After a month or two         

                The piano fell through

And Babe left for Spring Training

(chorus:  C-Am-D-G)

How did it get there?

Where did it go?

When did you learn to tickle

The ivories, Big Bambino?

Was it at St. Mary’s         

When you were a boy?

Did the melodies fill

Your broken heart with joy?

Verse Two:

Eighty-six years later

Poor Beantown was cursed

While Babe’s piano rotted below

                Some thought it was the key

                To set the Red Sox free

From the hold of the Big Bambino

Mr. John Fish

Had but one wish:

To rescue his team from despair

                He searched all of Willis

                But all he could tell us

Was the piano just wasn’t there

Then in ‘04

The Nation could take no more

As they faced the Cards in the fall

                The series was a sweep               

                The fans began to weep

Because they beat the curse once and for all.

(chorus)

How did it get there?

Where did it go?

When did you learn to tickle

The ivories, Big Bambino?

Was it at St. Mary’s         

When you were a boy?

Did the melodies will

Your broken heart with joy?

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Written by seeker70

July 21, 2010 at 12:01 am

Posted in Uncategorized

3 Responses

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  1. Well done guys; such fun!

    Ray Uloth

    July 21, 2010 at 8:16 am

  2. Great job! You’ve packed a lot of info into this song.

    Larry Sweitzer

    July 25, 2010 at 9:41 pm

  3. […] Tommy and Quadrophenia, Neil Young’s Decade, and every copy of his basement recordings that Bo Ledman has ever given me over the last 5-6 years.  If those aren’t enough to cover me at least for […]


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