Thank you to dear old BoB for this groaner!
An anthropologist wanted to study the members of a remote jungle tribe. He hired a native guide with a canoe to take him to his destination and serve as interpreter.
As they travelled up the river, they heard drums in the distance. The anthropologist asked his guide, “What do those drums mean?”
The guide replied, “Drums okay. Drums not bad. But very bad when they stop.”
As they traveled the drums grew louder. The anthropologist became nervous, but the guide repeated, “Drums okay. Drums not bad. But when drums stop, then very bad.”
On they travelled, the anthropologist growing more apprehensive by the minute. Then suddenly the drums stopped. Panic stricken, the anthropologist said to the guide, “The drums stopped! What now?”
The guide crouched down, covered his head with his hands and said, “Guitar solo.”