For the last few days I’ve been virtually housebound with what I can only assume not to be swine flu. Today’s method of passing the time involved seeing what music could be made using whatever I had around the house and that beautiful, tone-deaf voice of mine.
Thus I present to you, dear readers, the culmination of a day spent communing with my radiator, a metal can, my kitchen cupboards and some newspapers. My masterpiece is copyrighted. I’m accepting licensing offers now, perhaps for use in trailers for really cheap films.