Phil: (to himself) ok, do not fuck this this up, write something original for him
(I walked in the room, and he noticed)
Me: you have new songs for me?
Phil: yep, all original, 1000%
Me: well you have said that before, and it was all a lie, so
Phil: this time is a little rag time ditty
(He played the piano, and I was impressed)
Me: wow, I can't believe you wrote something kind of original
Phil: thanks Christian
(I listened deeper)
Me: wait
Phil: what
Me: stop
Phil: (stops playing the piano) why
Me: can you play it slower and a little more legato
(He played it slower, and it took me 10 seconds to realize he was playing pound the alarm by Nicki Minaj)
Me: that's pound the alarm
Phil: oh man, I was gonna call it smash the morning clock
Me: you can't call it that either
Phil: no worries, I came prepared
(He played another song, but I was stumped on what it was)
Me: hang on
Phil: what?
Me: play that faster
(He played it faster, and the song he was playing was the friends theme song, I clapped and so did he)
Phil: dang it
Me: at this point, you're just wasting time
Phil: ok, you know what? instead of piano, we're gonna turn to guitar, (turns the instrument to guitar) and instead of a major, we're gonna do a minor, and just like this, put some lyrics in there
(He played brave by skillet, and Phil started to sing)
Phil: (in a deep voice) I am very confident
Me: that is brave by skillet, do you not notice the voice that you are doing
Phil: I just have a sore throat
Me: let's just move on
Phil: ok, acoustic is garbage, (burbs) we're gonna go to electric
(Phil played eye of the tiger)
Me: eye of the tiger, next
Phil: ok, something new
(He played lions by skillet)
Me: Phil
Phil: if we're gonna fly, we fly like eagles, arms out wide
Me: no
Phil: if we're gonna fear, we no evil, we will rise
Me: we're done
Phil: wait, what if I play all the black keys, nothing is played in all the black keys
Me: go for it
(He played we are family by KeKe Palmer on the black keys, and he started to sing)
Phil: (sings) we look exactly the same to me
Me: no
Phil: ok, we're gonna turn back to good old piano and see
(He played on the floor by Jennifer Lopez, and I noticed it)
Me: do you have words for for this one?
Phil: no?
Me: what are they
Phil: (sings) move your hips and we're gonna do it above the ground
Me: ok, face it Phil, you are not capable of writing anything original
Phil: no, i can do this
Me: you can't Phil, you're descent to be a cover artist and that is ok
Phil: that is not ok, you know what? I will change the mood (plays the theme of the little Einsteins)
Me: might as well
Phil: and this one is about 4 kids, 2 boys and 2 girls, adventuring in a red rocket
Me: that is literally the theme song of the little Einsteins, you know what? I have a challenge for you
Phil: yes please
Me: sit on your right hand
(Phil sat on his right hand)
Me: now make something with your left, it can be anything, it can be muffled garbage, but it has to be original
Phil: you got it
(He played the piano with his left hand)
Phil: I'm gonna play around with g here, and I'm gonna add some verity
(He played anaconda by Nicki Minaj, and I immediately noticed it)
Me: nope
Phil: ok
(He played feel invincible, and it took me 10 seconds to realize it)
Me: feel invincible
Phil: when I'm around the lion guard, yeah
Me: no the song Phil
Phil: oh yeah (plays Hamilton, with both hands, sings) how does a bastard, swordfish, son of a boy bring back some bacon
Me: stop, Phil
Phil: (sings) Phil Thompson music boy
Me: I'm out (leaves)
Phil: (to himself) fucking idiot, you had one job