Timo Tuhkanen - guitar.

it's a Japanese song that i'm singing and i am English so I try my best!! Long live Japan!!

Recorded for RPM 2011 (http://rpmchallenge.com). Recorded in February 2011 in Tempe, AZ.

Recorded for RPM 2011 (http://rpmchallenge.com). Recorded in February 2011 in Tempe, AZ.

Recorded for RPM 2011 (http://rpmchallenge.com). Recorded in February 2011 in Tempe, AZ.

Recorded for RPM 2011 (http://rpmchallenge.com). Recorded in February 2011 in Tempe, AZ.

Recorded for RPM 2011 (http://rpmchallenge.com). Recorded in February 2011 in Tempe, AZ.

Recorded for RPM 2011 (http://rpmchallenge.com). Recorded in February 2011 in Tempe, AZ.

Recorded for RPM 2011 (http://rpmchallenge.com). Recorded in February 2011 in Tempe, AZ.

Recorded for RPM 2011 (http://rpmchallenge.com). Recorded in February 2011 in Tempe, AZ.

Recorded for RPM 2011 (http://rpmchallenge.com). Recorded in February 2011 in Tempe, AZ.

Recorded for RPM 2011 (http://rpmchallenge.com). Recorded in February 2011 in Tempe, AZ.

Recorded for RPM 2011 (http://rpmchallenge.com). Recorded in February 2011 in Tempe, AZ.

Recorded for RPM 2011 (http://rpmchallenge.com). Recorded in February 2011 in Tempe, AZ.

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