Peanuts by Charles Schulz for August 06, 1964
August 05, 1964
August 07, 1964
Transcript:
Lucy sits leaning aginst the piano, with her back to Shroeder. She says, "I don't think you musicians know what love is!"<BR><BR> "All you ever think about is your stupid music! All you think about is your music and yourselves!" Shroeder looks up.<BR><BR> "You don't care anything about other people! You don't care about love or tenderness or.." Shroeder rolls his eyes.<BR><BR> Shroeder plays the piano. A bar of music appears over Lucy's mouth to muffle her.<BR><BR>
yow4zip Premium Member about 13 years ago
The music has her speechless.
woodnote about 13 years ago
Schroeder really is a skilled pianist!
lexicology about 11 years ago
That must be the Song Without Words.
Dusty Moonrise about 11 years ago
That’s just cold!
MrJamie1062 over 10 years ago
Schroeder does too know about love, Lucy; YOU’RE the one who does not! Linus sure as hell would have a smidge to say about that one, a SMIDGE, to say the VERY LEAST!
ootey about 7 years ago
Excellent note placement.
HeatherMcCrillis about 6 years ago
Several musicians wish they could silence their critics this easily.
phoenixnyc over 2 years ago
Nice try, Schroeder. But Carmina Burana, Beethoven’s Ninth, and the complete works of Giuseppe Verdi couldn’t brick up that mouth.
Owen V. almost 2 years ago
I don’t even think Lucy knows what love is herself. Having a crush on someone isn’t the same as really loving them, especially since Lucy does not respect Schroeder’s privacy or his interest in Beethoven.
Mr Pets almost 2 years ago
What the BEEP!
Avatar??? over 1 year ago
Smart thinking