live vocal improv fri 4 jun 21

Strap on your listening hat for my latest disjointed and unhinged brain-spasms.

This time it's voice and sound-makers that are distinctly NOT instruments.

Also, during the terrible sung section I'm not singing about the kink we should see at Pride, but instead the kind of harmful shit your Epsteins get up to. This is what happens when I start improvising without much thought and dance myself down a cul-de-sac.

Generally happy with sack of wayward absurdity.