Sharon AbreuThe Art Opening
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An upbeat song with a chorus that's fun to sing along with. The song features Sharon Abreu's clear soprano voice and acoustic six-string guitar accompaniment.

Words and music (c) 2009 by Sharon Abreu

A lighthearted look at the singles scene and the world of modern art, as they merge rather bizarrely. A true story about an art opening I attended in Soho in NYC. You don't even have to make this stuff up!
I’m takin’ the subway down to the gallery
In So-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!
I got a postcard in the mail sayin’
“Come down to an art show and reception.”
And so I go.
I put on ‘artsy’ clothing –
At least I think they are,
Escape the midtown madness,
And I know I’m not too far –

From The Art Opening,
Down in in So-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho –
Just to look is free,
And you never know what you might see.

I’m takin’ the old steel freight elevator
Down in So-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho,
Hidden in an old loft building,
Where the gallery-hee-hee-hee’s
Up on the fifth floor, behind a gray door.

Then it’s “Blue on Blue”, “Orange on Yellow”
(The white wine is making the colors mellow.)
“Turquoise on Purple”, “Green on Red” –
(All there is to eat is bread?!)

At The Art Opening,
Down in in So-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho –
Just to look is free,
And you never know what you might see.

I meet two guys named Kirk and Jack,
They come up quick behind my back.
They say they’re gonna teach me about art.
They think they are so very smart,
But I know better. I’ve seen them before.
Not at art openings,
But crawling on my kitchen floor.

“How much is this one?” Jack is asking,
“It takes up a whole wall.”
I say, “It must be much more money
Than this one which is small. It’s only –
THIRTY-SIX HUNDRED DOLLARS!!
Oh my God!”

[Instrumental Break - Whistled Verse]

Now, my art only exists in time,
It appears in dots and lines.
How can you give it just one name
When no two people see it just the same?
Oh!

I’m takin’ the ‘vator down from the gallery
In So-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!
Walkin’ up Broadway, thinkin’ ‘bout the art
And all that I now know.
And I know it’s not much more than I knew before.

So-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho –
La la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la,

At The Art Opening,
Down in So-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!
At The Art Opening,
Down in So-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!
At The Art Opening,
Down in So-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho!
Ooooooooo!
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