Art band Vincent and the Van Goghs played at a recent opening at Pimlico Wilde Central and got so much applause they had to play ten encores. Here is their banger that got the party started.
”Vincent and the Van Goghs combine fine art and music in a way that is completely new. They have carved out for themselves a new genre – fine art rock.”
Sally Huber, music critic
Verse 1
I saw her once in profile,
But her nose was on the side,
Her eyes looked two directions,
I swear she used to hide.
Now she’s fractured into angles,
All perspective torn apart,
I tried to say “I love you,”
But she said, “That’s not my part.”
Chorus
Picasso took my girl,
And broke her into squares,
She’s living in a canvas
Of overlapping stares.
I reach out for her hand,
But it’s in quite the wrong place,
Cubist heartbreak,
Love’s a rearranged face.
Verse 2
She used to love Impressionists,
With soft light on her skin,
Now it’s jagged like a mirror,
Where do I begin?
I tried to show her Cézanne,
She said, “That’s so passé.”
She only dances fractured
In a Braque-like way.
Chorus
Picasso took my girl,
And broke her into squares,
She’s living in a canvas
Of overlapping stares.
I reach out for her hand,
But it’s in quite the wrong place,
Cubist heartbreak,
Love’s a rearranged face.
Bridge
Maybe I’ll do Dada,
And laugh this pain away,
Or paint myself in shadows
Like Caravaggio’s day.
But when the gallery closes,
And the fragments fall apart,
I’ll still be missing someone
Who once was modern art.
Final Chorus
Picasso took my girl,
And left me with the frame,
I’ll hang it in my memory,
And sign it with her name.
Her smile’s in the corner,
Her eyes in outer space,
Cubist heartbreak,
Love’s a rearranged face.
