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February 11, 2003
5:08 p.m.

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I bet none of you (except John) know what I was doing at 8.30pm last night. Go on, have a guess? You'll never get it... I hardly believe it myself...
I was playing "I Wanna Sex You Up" on the kazoo.

Hah! Bet you didn't get that. It came about because I was listening to a tape and attempting to join in on my guitar. I was pretty darn rubbish but I haven't played guitar for months. That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it. I was feeling a little depressed by my lack of musical talent and pondering whether there was ever going to be any musical instrument I could play without it sounding like I was strangling a cat when my eye chanced upon my kazoo (which I'd unearthed during my recent spring cleaning). So I kazoo-ed along with I Wanna Sex You Up and it didn't sound like I was strangling a cat. It sounded like I was strangling a herd of bumble bees. Is herd the correct collective noun for bees? I think not, but never mind.

The long and short of it is that I'm never going to be any good at music but I can do a mean impression of Sweep.

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