Arrrghhhh!

Hey, who let all these spiders in here!

Yeah yeah, I know, where the hell have I been? Well, wouldn't you sorry sacks of lizard lips like to know!

I'm in a musical mood and I've been up working since midnight on two hours of un-fitful sleep, so I'm feeling a little, oh, what's the word? Deranged? Must be, cuz today's first musical selection in none other than the polished forehead of Paul Anka breaking down a big jazz horn rendition of Bon Jovi's It's My Life. Yeah, no shit.



Today's early morning second selection is a big brass, woodwind groove, wonderful arrangement from the Eastwood/Sheen vehicle The Rookie.



And lastly, the only song I can still play on the piano, start to finish, after years of childhood lessons, the theme from the wonderful movie series, The Pink Panther. Screw the cowbell, moar horns!



Killing that triangle, drummer!

Hell, let's do one more for my good pal and semi-functional nutcase in Costa Rica, Sean-Sean, The Girl From Impanema.



Top shelf! Ace on the marimba there.

Well, good morning all, wake the fuck up, there is shit to be done, don't let life pass you by. By the way, how y'all been?