Imagine I’m 8 years old. I love rock and roll and Led Zeppelin and I want to play. And I had music in my head. And I had riffs and melodies and I wanted to play them. I had the instrument but I had no idea how to get them out. And I did the same thing as anybody. Number 1 I had coffee! And the thing that helped me was actually the Chinese
olympics. I just love it. It’s like when you’re cooking and you’ve got a nice loaf in the oven and it’s not quite done and you’re really excited
for it. And that process is so rewarding and so satisfying. And I want to get it into my hands and (sniff) (singing) My chins getting all wobbly. Without making any sound, say your name! I can almost hear it. I don’t do it enough. You know it’s just for me! Say hello to my little friend! Do you want a balloon? I’m ordering a Mcdonalds. Can I take your order? Yeah, I’d like 8.. 8… Chicken.. 8… Pieces! Wow! Fill up the bucket!!