So here it is - the very definition of bad taste. Stick with it, the lyrics (not mine) are hilarious. And no, I can't play the sax. I used a sample on the recording and didn't see the sax lying on the piano until I was ushered on to the set. I nearly had a heart attack. But I gave it the full Britney Spears and just mimed my heart out. Notice that I took the trouble to speedily don a pair of Raybans to complete my transformation into smooth, sax dude. Fooling nobody, obviously...and that's why theAnd have a proper sax player: the legendary Jacko Peake!
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