Thank to all for listening and commenting. This tune kinda follows a type of thing I do when stuck for new ideas. The voice was "Igor" from the NOAA weathercast forecasting doom, thrown in at the last minute, to document what killed me, if a tornado hit. The guitar was pure alcohol. I even tried some tapping. The fact I didn't know how wasn't a problem; that's never stopped me, yet. I also was watching a boxing match on TV that really sucked and I was expressing the crowds anger... nah! I was just playing around the scale and trying hide it with flanging, my standard MO. The horns... I stick in horns when ever I can fet away with it. Comes from my horn playing daze. I use that clav a lot... its canned, but I'm not keyboard player so I have no problem with using the toys the keyboard provides. I'm drinking a 2001 zinfidel with a pesky nose and with overtones of black walnuts and #2 pencil shavings. I shall now gather some low-fat, low-salt 'nacho chips(9), finish off this wine and prepare for bed, as this evenings severe thunderstorm rumbles in the west. Pelvis has left the building!