my November challenge song for RPM, i can't upload it to the site, but it's a mishmash of the david bowie arrangement, and i'm drunk so piss off.

After Shakespeare's sonnet, My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damask'd, red…

... kind of how I feel these days ... created a simple repetitive keyboard riff, some synth bass , some machine like farting and bubblingFX ... plugged in my fender and just played whatever came my way...

An improv.

Run like hell!!!