Where are his pants?

The email submitting this photograph read:
Sure, this guy has an impressive biography and discography…but where are his pants? Surely he can afford them. Is he cupping something more than just the bell of his clarinet?
On Your Knees
At least the one knee that we can see. The other leg… well, who knows?
(via @wheresstephane, who asked: “Why would anyone allow this picture of them to be taken, and published?”)
Awkwardness for the whole family

Finally, Awkward Classical Music Photos meets Awkward Family Photos.
You know, even though they’re all stuck under the piano, they look happy. Except for the one who’s actually in focus.
Strung up

The reader who submitted this admitted to being one of the people in the photo. The picture was taken for a flyer for an “alternative opera-cabaret-burlesque show.” And it wasn’t Photoshopped.
The (d)evolution of strings

I really don’t want to know what that squatting violinist is up to.
But at least, in the end, they reach the golf cart on the right-hand side of the street.
Light and Dark
As @dasmooke said, the sunlight is most intriguingly placed.
The winning caption comes from @zerbinettasblog: “He is an angel sent from heaven to sing you an aria, then sell you a crappy used Peugeot.”
Knock me over with a feather
If not a feather, perhaps was it an earthquake that knocked them over? A hurricane? Tornado?
And what are we supposed to think of that leg wrap-around? Gentlemen, care to explain?
Black, white, and red all over.
He got tired of feeling like a mere prop to lovely women in red dresses.

They wouldn’t even look at him.

So he took matters into his own arms.
Which planet is this?

Sometimes, we’re just left without words.
Two different people have sent this one in.
Drop and give me two!

There’s one! Now run down to the beach and give me the other!

Looking a little more tired on this one. Had to hold that pose a little too long?
Take me now, baby, here as I am.
What is it about lying down?

On the floor.
In bed.

Under the boardwalk.

Legs up the wall.
Oh, and if anyone see any pictures of *male* performers lying on the floor, send them in.
Do the limbo!

We hear a lot lately about performing arts organizations in limbo. I don’t think this is what they’re all talking about.
Bend it like…


There’s no polite way to say this: here’s a musician who really seems to like bending over. For no apparent reason.
Why not here, you ask? Because it looks awkward.

Also, aren’t questions like “Why not here” supposed to have question marks?
Okay, so what’s more awkward?

The picture above, in which she’s awkwardly hunched up and draped in diaphanous cloth, posed among more pale cloth, with the bow on the strings even though there’s no way she could play with her left arm and hand like that…
…or this?
Watch where you put that thing.
Lean back, relax, and….
…caress your instrument lovingly.

Really, people, watch where you put those things.
Not your ordinary flower girls
You know how sometimes a woman wears a strapless dress and then poses awkwardly with her instrument and then the photo gets cropped in a way that makes her look naked by accident?
That’s not what’s going on here.
They actually just need to go put some clothes on.
Lady in red

I don’t know what’s more carefully and artificially arranged, the fanned-out scores on the piano or her décolletage.
I feel awkward just uploading this, like my mother is going to find out and shame me for posting such extensive cleavage. Sorry, Mom.













